Chapter 435

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Okay, Teacher An Liang, I'll go back to my room and post it right now."

Xiao Yue took the U-disk and nodded seriously.

"Mm, go ahead."

An Liang waved his hand, stood up, poured a cup of water, picked up a book, and sat in the chair reading.

Xiao Yue tiptoed out of An Liang's room, deliberately slowing her movements as she closed the door, afraid of disturbing An Liang.

Back in her own room, Xiao Yue immediately opened her laptop and skillfully logged into the backend of An Liang's food column.

She simply proofread the document once, and after finding no typos, she clicked the publish button.

Watching the "Published Successfully" prompt pop up on the page, Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

After the article was successfully published, she took out her mobile phone, opened the ticketing app, and prepared to book first-class tickets for her and An Liang to return to Jingcheng tomorrow afternoon.

However, just as she was about to book the tickets, a sudden burst of urgent knocking came from the door.

Xiao Yue was startled and hurriedly walked quickly to the door, carefully peering outside through the peephole.

She saw An Liang standing outside the door, his brows tightly furrowed, a completely different person from the composed look he had just moments ago.

"Teacher An Liang, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yue hurriedly opened the door, but before she could even step aside, An Liang strode into the room, his gaze fixed intently on the laptop screen on the table: "Did you post the draft I just gave you?"

"I posted it... what's wrong, Teacher An Liang?"

Seeing An Liang's solemn expression, Xiao Yue's heart instantly tightened with nervousness.

Could there be a problem with the draft just now?

"Hurry up and withdraw it and delete it, don't publish the article for now."

An Liang's voice was low and he spoke crisply and decisively.

Xiao Yue froze, subconsciously asking: "Not publishing? Teacher An Liang, is there a problem with the draft just now? I just checked it, and I didn't see any errors in the content..."

"Don't ask so many questions yet, just hurry up and do as I say."

An Liang waved his hand, his tone somewhat urgent, and didn't explain anything.

Xiao Yue nodded and hurried back to the desk, opened the column backend, found the article just published, and deleted the article.

After deleting the article, An Liang breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the U-disk out of the computer.

"Teacher An Liang, what exactly happened? I thought the article just now was written very well..."

Xiao Yue's heart was churning with doubts, and looking at An Liang she couldn't help but ask.

Ever since she started handling the publication of An Liang's column articles, there had never been a case of a published article being deleted again.

Even if content needing revision was discovered later, it was only modified directly in the backend; the article was never deleted.

An Liang casually slipped the U-disk into his pocket, his previously knitted brows relaxing.

He looked at the bewildered Xiao Yue and just vaguely said: "It's nothing, rest early, don't forget to book the return flight for tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Xiao Yue standing in the room with a puzzled face.

An Liang returned to his own room, closed the gate behind him, touched the U-disk in his pocket, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good thing I reacted fast, almost ended up doing publicity for Lu Family Restaurant."

He took out the U-disk, casually placed it on the table, and thought to himself: "If this article gets published, with the column's million-level readership, in a few days Lu Family Restaurant would probably be packed to bursting with diners from nationwide. Next time I come to Jiangcheng, wouldn't the queue time be even longer? And I might not even get to eat what I want to eat."

An Liang looked at the U-disk on the table, stroking his chin and pondering.

Right now this article absolutely cannot be published in his own column; otherwise, whether he can beat those diners rushing in from nationwide when he comes to Lu Family Restaurant again in the future is uncertain.

However, this article has already been written, and he's quite satisfied with it too; if it's just shelved like this, it seems a bit of a pity.

Suddenly, An Liang's eyes lit up.

He remembered that the magazine in Jingcheng he's been working with hasn't received this month's commissioned manuscript yet, and this article would be perfect for it.

He's collaborated with that magazine for a long time; although the "Jingcheng Food Appraisal" they publish doesn't have a large circulation nationwide, it is the weathervane of the Jingcheng food circle.

The readership of this magazine includes not only food lovers, but also chefs from major restaurants, owners of chain catering businesses, and many ingredient suppliers.

An Liang submits manuscripts to this magazine every month, and the timing is not fixed.

Every time his article is published in the magazine, the magazine's sales are significantly higher than usual.

It is precisely for this reason that the editors at the magazine have no objections whatsoever to An Liang's method of submitting once a month.

Every time An Liang's manuscript is sent over, his article is always published on the first few pages of the magazine.

And this magazine is currently mostly distributed locally in Jingcheng; other places only distribute a small amount on a small scale.

Sending this article to that magazine, An Liang felt it was the best choice.

This way it neither counts as letting down his own recognition of Lu Family Restaurant, but also lets people in the Jingcheng food circle know that in this small place Jiangcheng, there's such a hidden treasure restaurant.

And it won't let too many ordinary diners know, so next time he comes to Jiangcheng, he can still eat the delicious food he's been longing for, without having to queue even longer.

This is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Here An Liang withdrew the article just published on the food column, and simultaneously, Lu Family Restaurant on Food Street was still wrapped tight by the clamor of voices.

Every table in the restaurant hall was already filled with dining customers, and there were also many customers holding trays waiting eagerly for someone to give up their seat.

Inside the shop it was already packed to the rafters, yet even so, the queue of customers waiting outside to order was still very long.

Among them were quite a few out-of-town diners who, attracted by online reviews some time ago and the recently popular "Late Night Food" program, had traveled thousands of miles to Jiangcheng just to personally experience the food at Lu Family Restaurant.

At the Jiangcheng Airport exit, a group of people who had just gotten off the plane surged toward the taxis outside the exit.

There were many people coming and going at the airport; even taking a taxi required queuing.

"Did you check the address? I told you to look up the address clearly before coming, and now that we've arrived in Jiangcheng you only think to check the route—can't you be a bit more reliable?"

In the queue waiting for taxis at the airport, a man and woman who looked like a couple seemed to be arguing.

The woman was about 1.6 meters tall but weighed an estimated 180-plus jin, looking from afar like a flesh-armored tank; right now she had her hands on her hips, constantly complaining to the man beside her.