Chapter 6

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Fragrant! So fragrant!

Lu Feng swore, this was the most delicious xiaolongbao he had ever eaten in his life!

The instant the bun was bitten open, rich and delicious meat juice accompanied by the wheat fragrance on the wrapper spread throughout his mouth.

The filling was soft but not mushy, incomparably fresh and delicious, mixed with the pungent fragrance of scallion and ginger; he could clearly taste the unique flavor of each ingredient.

With every chew, thick aroma burst forth in his mouth, every taste bud on his tongue stimulated, bringing Lu Feng a sense of satisfaction he had never experienced before.

Swallowing the fresh, tender, and juicy xiaolongbao in his mouth, Lu Feng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, letting out a satisfied sigh from his throat.

Having finished the xiaolongbao, Lu Feng found it somewhat hard to believe; a simple xiaolongbao had actually been made this delicious by him.

Compared to the Li Ji Xiaolongbao he had eaten at noon...

There was absolutely no comparability! Simply one in heaven, one in the depths.

After tasting the flavor he himself had made, Lu Feng felt all other xiaolongbao were garbage, not even a dog would eat them!

This is what true deliciousness is; the flavor of every ingredient had been brought to its utmost peak!

The movements of his hands didn't stop for a moment; Lu Feng picked up a second xiaolongbao with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and before he even had time to swallow, the chopsticks in his hand couldn't help but pick up a third.

In the blink of an eye, three steamers of xiaolongbao were wiped clean by him.

Looking at the empty steamer baskets, Lu Feng felt a bit unsatisfied still.

Those who often eat xiaolongbao know that after eating one steamer the stomach starts to feel greasy, but Lu Feng felt that the xiaolongbao he made, let alone just three steamers now, even if he ate more he wouldn't feel the slightest greasiness.

After eating the xiaolongbao, Lu Feng lay half-reclined on the chair in the hall, satisfied; lingering fragrance remained between his lips and teeth, giving him endless aftertaste.

As expected, system-produced, must be a premium product!

Lu Feng believed that as long as one tasted this xiaolongbao's flavor, no one could resist the impact of this deliciousness.

After resting a bit, Lu Feng planned to return to the rental house first, to prepare for tomorrow's opening.

The clothes dirtied from cleaning earlier also needed to be taken back and washed.

Walking out the shop door, the gate behind him automatically closed.

"Ding ling ling, ding ling ling..."

The mobile phone in his pocket rang; he took it out and saw it was Li Jiang calling.

He had just said a single "Hello", and the other side immediately rattled off a string of words.

【29】 "Fengzi, what's up with you, kid? I called you several times this afternoon and you didn't pick up, there was no one in your little broken house either, I fucking thought you wanted to jump off a bridge!"

Lu Feng only then checked his call log, and sure enough it showed several missed calls from Li Jiang this afternoon.

When making xiaolongbao this afternoon, to avoid outside disturbance, Lu Feng had deliberately set his phone to silent.

He didn't want to disrupt the rhythm of making food because of answering a call.

"Get lost, it's just losing a job, not like the sky fell, would I go that far?"

Lu Feng cursed with a smile.

"Then what have you been busy with, kid, not even picking up the phone? Oh right, my old man at home agreed to us going traveling, you pack up tomorrow, we leave early the day after!"

Reminded by Li Jiang, Lu Feng only then remembered that this morning Li Jiang had told him about this.

With his mood going through huge ups and downs all day, and busy making xiaolongbao in the afternoon, he had completely forgotten.

"That thing, I'm not going on the trip, I have other matters to attend to here."

Lu Feng said with slight apology.

If this were in the past, nothing could stop Lu Feng's determination to travel; after all someone else was footing the bill, and stingy as he was, he would never miss this opportunity no matter what.

But the current him only wanted to wholeheartedly complete the system's mission; compared to 1 million, what was a free trip?

"Don't! Didn't we agree? I told my dad you were coming too, that's why he agreed." Li Jiang on the other end of the phone got anxious.

"Sorry, really can't go, I plan to reopen that fast food restaurant."

The other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, then came a faint sentence.

"Are you sure you're not messing with me?"

"Of course I'm sure, I'm preparing to open tomorrow."

"Fengzi, do you have some misunderstanding about your culinary skill?"

Li Jiang couldn't help recalling last year on his birthday, when Lu Feng on a whim made a portion of Red Braised Pork.

He tasted a mouthful, and spat it all over the floor.

It was truly as unpalatable as it could possibly be.

After everyone left, thinking it a pity to pour out a plate of meat, he simply dumped it into the dog bowl of the husky they kept at home.

Result: the dog only sniffed it once, thought Li Jiang was plotting to murder the dog's life, and with red eyes chased Li Jiang barking wildly for half a day like mad.

That dog bowl that had held Red Braised Pork, the husky never touched again.

"That was before, the current me is different."

"What, did your Ren and Du meridians open? Listen to a word of advice from your bro, switch directions, doing something else works too; I know your starting point is good, but don't set off just yet."

Li Jiang refused to believe to death that in just one year, Lu Feng's culinary skill could have any earth-shattering change.

"Believe it or not, if you're free tomorrow, come support the opening."

Lu Feng couldn't be bothered to explain to Li Jiang; this matter couldn't be explained clearly anyway.

"Fine, I know your kid's temper, you won't turn back until you hit a wall; what time does the door open?"

"Fine, I know your temper, kid. You won't Turn Head until you hit the south wall. What time does the door open?."

"Nine p. m."

"Nine p. m., so then... aren't you waiting a moment, nine p. m.?"

Li Jiang on the other end of the phone doubted he had misheard.

"Yes, nine p. m., that's it, hanging up now." Lu Feng said and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Lu Feng took the bus back to the Rental House, unwilling to take a taxi again.

He still needed to buy Ingredients for tomorrow's opening, so he had to spend the money in his card sparingly.

Back at the Rental House, it was already dark; Lu Feng took a shower, washed his clothes, and lay comfortably on the bed playing with his Mobile Phone.

Sounds of game combat came from the small Rental House; today he didn't know if his Luck was bad, as he kept matching with terrible teammates, and Lu Feng's blood pressure rose.

"Can't you see he's blocked under the tower! Jungler, where did you go!"

Lu Feng's mage was surrounded and killed by the enemy; unable to bear it any longer, he opened voice chat and roared furiously.

What he didn't notice was that, in his excitement just now, he had turned on the all-channel.

Hearing his accent with unique local characteristics, both teammates and opponents couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I don't know where he went either; he might have gone to Shijiejie Commune to find that Hu Delu to get his ball head!"

The opposing jungler laughed heartily and replied in the all-channel.

With that, the game voice chat immediately became lively.

"Jungler, did you just give the buff to him? Your marksman is still growing, the mage is half-paralyzed on that kang, and you gave the buff to him? You're too good to him, I want to beat you!"

"Jungler, why aren't you talking? Say something to me; if you keep ignoring me, I really want to beat you to death!"

Listening to this incredibly funny voice chat, Lu Feng laughed until he was numb.

These teammates were truly more talented than the last.

"Defeat!"

After losing seven games in a row, Lu Feng's mindset was somewhat broken.

He glanced at the time; it was already past eleven p. m.

"I don't believe it! Come again!"

Lu Feng decided that as long as he won one game, he would go to sleep.

"The enemy army will enter the battlefield in five seconds; all troops, attack!"

Early the next morning, before dawn, Lu Feng was awakened by the system sound in his head.

"Ding! Weekly Mission officially begins; please Host strive to complete the mission and obtain rich Rewards!"

Lu Feng groggily opened his eyes, turned on the bedside lamp to check the time—good grief, it was only just six o'clock.

On the Mobile Phone beside the pillow, the screen was frozen on the game failure interface.

He didn't know what time he had fallen asleep last night.

The morning grumpiness of being woken up belatedly surged up.

"Dog System, are you sick! Isn't Business Hours nine p. m.; why are you reminding me now!"

After cursing, he immediately turned off the light and lay down to continue sleeping.