Chapter 117: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 117: The Fragrance of Wine Isn’t Afraid of the Depth of the Alley
"Yan girl."
"Your table's dishes are ready."
Li Shu came over, carefully holding several plates of food, and gently placed them on the table.
There were four dishes and a soup, each one delicately prepared and beautifully presented. The rich aroma that wafted from them nearly made one drool.
Drunken shrimp, white-cut chicken, four happiness meatballs, Dongpo pork, and an old duck soup.
The fragrance was so strong that even the other diners at nearby tables caught a whiff.
Though their own dishes were fine, the aroma from this table made them feel that their food was on a completely different level.
As soon as Wang Zhuoran smelled the fragrance, his stomach grumbled, and he had to force himself to resist the urge to pick up his chopsticks and start eating.
He looked at Li Shu and pointed to the calligraphy hanging on the wall, asking humbly, "Boss, who wrote this calligraphy?"
Li Shu casually glanced at the calligraphy on the wall and thought for a moment before replying.
"Oh, you're talking about this? This was written by an old man in a Zhongshan suit. He insisted I hang it up."
"I thought the wall was too bare, with no decorations, so I gave in and hung it up."
"If it weren't for Yan girl and Professor Xia, I wouldn't have hung it up at all."
Rather than a piece of calligraphy, he’d have preferred to hang a portrait of the God of Wealth, at least that would bring good fortune, unlike calligraphy, which seemed more for show than practical use.
Listening to his slightly disdainful words, Wang Zhuoran felt his heart bleed.
Boss, come on, do you realize how much this piece of calligraphy is worth? It could buy several of these restaurants!
After Li Shu left, Wang Zhuoran snapped out of his daze and noticed that Yan Zhixu and Hu Yue’e had already picked up their chopsticks to eat.
"It's delicious! This craftsmanship is absolutely amazing!" Hu Yue’e, clearly in her element, moved quickly, as though years of being single had honed her speed.
Her mouth was stuffed, and even as she chewed, she kept picking up more food, speaking with a slightly muffled voice.
"Li Shu’s cooking really is good."
Yan Zhixu, though not as exaggerated, also didn’t eat slowly. Unlike other female celebrities who delicately savored every bite, she was more focused on enjoying the food.
Seeing how quickly they were eating, Wang Zhuoran seriously doubted that if he kept talking, the four dishes and soup would be gone in no time.
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Realizing there was no point in continuing to speak, he finally sat down and grabbed his chopsticks to eat. Yan Zhixu raised an eyebrow, "Actually, you could keep talking a bit longer."
By the time he was done lamenting, they would probably be almost finished.
Wang Zhuoran picked up a drunken shrimp. It was slippery yet not greasy, with a faint hint of alcohol.
The shrimp was tender, and the sensation of eating it was almost dreamlike.
"This is the taste!" he exclaimed while giving a thumbs up.
The chef’s skills were indeed remarkable. No wonder, even though the location was a bit off the beaten path, so many customers still came, including a Porsche-driving rich guy.
Truly, the fragrance of good wine doesn’t fear the depth of the alley.
"I originally thought this was just an ordinary restaurant, but I was wrong. I was so blind!"
"After just one meal, the taste is absolutely unforgettable, just as the boss said!"
No wonder Old Master Dong was willing to write calligraphy for free—this restaurant is worth it.
He rambled on for quite some time, but no one at the table joined in with him. He was essentially performing a monologue.
"…"
"…"
Yan Zhixu and Hu Yue’e, in perfect tacit understanding, remained silent, quietly eating. Talking would only slow them down.
(End of Chapter)
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