Chapter 344

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Qi Yunfeng and Cheng Fan came to the end of the line, following the crowd in the queue as they slowly moved forward.

Cheng Fan stood behind Qi Yunfeng, craning his neck to look ahead, his brow tightly furrowed.

Looking from the back toward the front, Lu Feng's shop was barely visible.

"Master, this line is way too long; Lu Feng closes at three o'clock, can we still make it?"

Cheng Fan muttered with a hint of complaint.

If he had come alone today, seeing so many people at the door, he would definitely have turned around and left.

He felt waiting in line like this was a complete waste of time, and he didn't even know if he'd get to order.

Just as Cheng Fan finished speaking, a diner behind him patted his shoulder and comforted him with a confident look: "Young man, don't worry! Boss Lu serves food quickly; this line looks long, but you'll get through it in a moment."

Cheng Fan looked behind him; in just a short while, another ten or so people had joined the line behind him.

Qi Yunfeng wasn't as impatient as Cheng Fan; he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sign at the entrance of Lu Feng's shop in the distance, looking completely composed.

In his opinion, if he could truly taste a flavor that would brighten his eyes.

Even if the wait was long, it would be worth it.

If he couldn't get in today, he'd come early tomorrow to queue.

"Cheng Fan, what's the rush? You can't wait after just this little time?"

Qi Yunfeng began lecturing this impatient disciple: "Did you forget the experience I told you about from my younger days? When I apprenticed to learn cooking, I waited outside a famous chef's shop in Jingcheng for three days and three nights; compared to that, what is this bit of time?"

Cheng Fan said somewhat indifferently: "Master, I certainly haven't forgotten, but back then you were apprenticing to learn a craft, while now we're just queuing for food; how can they be the same?"

"How are they not the same?"

Qi Yunfeng furrowed his brow, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure: "Whether apprenticing to learn a craft or queuing for food, both test a person's patience and perseverance. If you can't even understand this simple truth, how will you continue to improve in cooking? You've only studied with me for three years; you must know that true skill is honed bit by bit through a great deal of time and sweat!"

Back then, to pursue the path of a chef, at the famous chef's restaurant where he apprenticed, he did free odd jobs for over a year before that famous chef finally agreed to teach him cooking.

Whenever Qi Yunfeng recalled that time doing odd jobs in the back kitchen, he always looked emotional.

He didn't feel he had wasted over a year of time.

On the contrary, he felt it was precisely that time that tempered his perseverance and patience.

Without that time, he might never have achieved what he has today in his lifetime.

Cheng Fan listened to the lesson in his master's words, lowered his head somewhat ashamedly, and stopped complaining.

The line moved forward slowly, and Qi Yunfeng occasionally stretched his somewhat sore legs.

His gaze swept over the diners queuing nearby.

Although those people had waited in line for a long time, not one of them showed impatience.

Qi Yunfeng nodded silently.

To make so many people wait patiently, it seemed the owner of this restaurant definitely had extraordinary culinary skill.

Perhaps, as that diner had just said, Boss Lu served food very quickly.

When Qi Yunfeng and Cheng Fan had queued for half an hour and there were still ten minutes before Lu Feng's shop closed, they finally arrived at the entrance of Lu Family Restaurant.

Qi Yunfeng rubbed his somewhat sore legs from standing, and couldn't help but feel some anticipation in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go inside and wait."

The diners ahead had already entered Lu Feng's shop; Qi Yunfeng said to Cheng Fan behind him, then lifted his leg to walk inside.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Fan behind him stood still and did not follow.

"Why aren't you going in?"

Qi Yunfeng stopped and looked at Cheng Fan somewhat strangely, asking.

Cheng Fan's face turned red, his eyes carrying a hint of unnaturalness, his voice like a mosquito's hum: "Master, you go in yourself; I'll wait for you outside."

"What, just because their cooking is better than yours, you're so unwilling to face them? You're..."

Qi Yunfeng raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth to scold him.

"Master, it's not for that reason, I... I've been blacklisted by this shop; they said they won't serve me anymore."

Cheng Fan kept his head down, not daring to look at Qi Yunfeng's expression, and stammered.

"Blacklist?"

Qi Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, and his brow furrowed.

He knew this disciple's personality too well; usually arrogant and haughty.

When studying with him in Jingcheng, he had been somewhat restrained in front of him.

This time, with no one to manage him outside, he must have offended the owner of this restaurant because of this personality.

"Fine, just wait outside then."

Qi Yunfeng glared at Cheng Fan, his eyes carrying a hint of helpless frustration at his failure to improve.

Then he turned and walked into the shop, smelling the tempting aroma of food inside, and his eyes couldn't help but brighten.

The line continued to move forward slowly; before long, Qi Yunfeng stood in front of the counter.

Hu Xiaoyun behind the counter looked up and immediately recognized that the elderly man before her, with a gentle smile and a steady, elder-like aura, was a new customer.

Now she had already developed the skill of photographic memory; whether someone was a new customer, she could tell at a glance.

Hu Xiaoyun put on a smile and asked: "Old sir, is this your first time in our shop? Would you like me to briefly introduce our dishes?"

Qi Yunfeng didn't directly order; he leaned forward a bit and asked with a smile: "Little girl, can you ask your boss to come out? This old man has heard people say your boss's cooking is especially good, and I want to see what kind of person can make so many people praise him; I mean no offense."

Hu Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, she sized up Qi Yunfeng from head to toe.

The Boss's reputation is growing larger by the day, every day there are people who want to find him to discuss matters.

Lu Feng also said, during business hours we uniformly do not receive people who come to discuss business.

However, this old grandpa before my eyes has clear eyes, he doesn't look like a merchant coming to discuss business with the Boss.

So Hu Xiaoyun smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll call the Boss out right away."

After speaking, she turned her head toward the kitchen's direction and shouted: "Boss, there's an old grandpa in the front hall who wants to see you!"

"Coming!"

Lu Feng's response came from the kitchen.

The next second, Lu Feng came out from the kitchen holding a clean towel, wiping his hands as he walked.

He walked to the front of the counter, and toward Qi Yunfeng revealed a gentle smile: "Old grandpa, what would you like to eat?"