He invited his mother and had his father lead the way, deciding to personally experience what kind of food made his father eat alone outside without his mother and son.

The coerced father smiled throughout, occasionally patting Zheng's mother's leg and massaging her shoulders.

"Xiujuan, I absolutely did not eat out randomly. This restaurant is unparalleled in history. I guarantee it, there is no place on this street that can compare to it!"

Zheng's mother shook her shoulders forcefully, extremely displeased.

"Zheng Dayong, how dare you say that? You found something delicious but didn't share it with us, you just ate it all by yourself!"

Her eyes lit up: "Today! You'll watch us eat!"

Mr. Zheng felt as if struck by lightning, and grabbed Mrs. Zheng's arm, pleading desperately.

"No! Xiujuan, I know I was wrong—"

Zheng's mother closed her eyes in the car, ignoring everything.

Chuan Nan didn't dare say a word in the driver's seat.

——

Secretary Gu kept sending messages to her boss, Mr. Fu, reminding him to attend the meeting. Now that the meeting was about to start, Fu Jue hadn't replied to a single message.

Fu Jue took a moment to glance at it and then turned off his vibrating phone.

At this moment, Secretary Gu, who was at the company, forced a smile and stepped forward to announce the postponement of the meeting.

"Fu Jue, are you busy?"

"There are no orders right now. Why don't you reply to a message first?"

Secretary Gu was sending messages far too frequently; even Tao Zhizhi noticed.

Fu Jue's expression remained unchanged as he naturally took the cup from her hand and said gently:

"It's alright, I'll deal with it after this group of guests leaves."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Tao Zhizhi didn't say anything more and obediently nodded.

As soon as they arrived, Mr. and Mrs. Zheng entered the shop. Mrs. Zheng looked around the shop with a worried expression.

Seeing the clean and tidy environment, with some thoughtful touches, he nodded in satisfaction.

"The environment is nice, but the menu is a bit limited."

Zheng Dayong patted his chest, making a dull thud, his deep voice exuding confidence.

"Don't worry, the food here is absolutely delicious, you can't go wrong!"

This made Zheng's mother even more dislike him, and she was secretly angry: How dare he say that?

(‵□′)

Chuan Nan doesn't want to make a choice; there are only these few dishes anyway, so he'll just order them all!

Tao Zhizhi and Fu Jue chatted casually in the kitchen. Fu Jue looked at her with gentle eyes and a smile on his lips.

The pink bubble that was building between the two was shattered when Su Bai came in to submit the order.

Tao Zhizhi also realized that she had actually chatted with a man she had only met a few times for quite a while.

The blush crept up her neck belatedly.

——

"Hello, your dishes are all ready, please enjoy!"

"It smells so good!"

Chuan Nan took a deep breath, his nostrils filled with the aroma of delicious food.

Zheng Dayong, who had been suppressed on the side, twitched his fingers slightly and reached out with his chopsticks to pick up his favorite camphor tea duck.

"Smack—"

Zheng's mother slapped his hand first, her tone cold and clearly still angry.

"You're not allowed to eat! You've been eating alone for so long, this time you're just watching us eat!"

Zheng Dayong's simple, square face showed a wronged expression, and his pouting lips added to the comical effect.

Zheng's mother didn't even glance at him. They weren't young and in their prime anymore; after decades of marriage, they were no longer used to this.

Zheng's mother immediately reached for his favorite duck meat, the crunching sound making Zheng Dayong swallow his saliva several times, his eyes fixed on the plate.

Seeing them pick up the food one bite at a time with their chopsticks, my heart was bleeding.

The two ate with increasing joy, their chopsticks never stopping. Seeing that Xiujuan was too busy to pay attention to him, Zheng Dayong, based on his years of experience, picked up his chopsticks!

Let's eat! \\^o^\/

The three, full and satisfied, were still savoring the delicious meal.

"Zheng Dayong, this store is good. This time, I'll deduct it from your allowance!"

Zheng Dayong lunged forward, his face contorted in pain, and leaned closer to plead for mercy, but Xiujuan gave him a single look and he dared not utter a word.

Zheng Dayong felt a lump in his throat: He only had enough money left for one meal tomorrow, and now it's all gone.

(╥﹏╥)

Chuan Nan smacked his lips, his mind racing with the possibility of secretly grabbing takeout that afternoon and eating it all by himself.

However, I quickly dismissed the idea. Having tasted the flavor of the warm food stall, I couldn't possibly not recognize it, so I still had to go out to eat.

So the three of them, each with their own ulterior motives, met again at dinner.

——

The midday rush had passed, and Fu Jue hurried to contact Secretary Gu for a meeting.

Once the cubicle door is closed, the employees facing the online screens once again adopt an unapproachable demeanor.

After a while, the shop returned to calm. In the hot summer, sitting under the air conditioner and eating popsicles was indescribably pleasant.

Tao Zhizhi slumped listlessly at the cashier, gazing absently at the butterfly shadows swaying in the hot breeze by the window.

"I'm getting tired of eating these dishes every day. How about learning something else?"

Tao Zhizhi eats at the shop all day long. In order not to expose herself, she can only make these few dishes look exceptionally delicious, and she can only eat these for every meal.

Even the best food can get boring after a while. I really want some shaved ice in this air-conditioned room!

????

Fu Jue sat on the bed in the small cubicle. The low bed made it difficult to position his long legs, so he had to change his position every now and then to prevent them from going numb.

The employees stared at President Fu on the screen, who kept moving occasionally, and dared not look him in the eye.

More than an hour later, Fu Jue finally emerged from the tiny cubicle, which was less than ten square meters in size.

His lips curled slightly upward, his eyes fixed on Zhizhi, and he walked straight toward her with a smile.

A slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ear, from talking for too long: "What are you thinking about?"

Tao Zhizhi snapped out of her daze and replied listlessly:

"Nothing, I just really want some dessert."

Fu Jue lowered his head and sent a message to Secretary Gu.

Secretary Gu, who was organizing documents at the company, took a deep breath and went downstairs to run an errand.

Tao Zhizhi continued to stare blankly, but in reality, she was already asking the system:

"One hundred million, is there a way for my body to be in reality while my soul is learning within the system?"

With more kitchen helpers, I can no longer conjure up new people at will.

After thinking for a long time, Yi Yi said, "It seems there aren't any for now. I'll report this to my superiors!"

"Okay then (~_~；)"

Another hour passed, and Yi Yi returned: "Host, host, it's ready! But there's a time limit, because you can't be separated from your soul for too long, about three hours!"

Tao Zhizhi was deep in thought.

"I spend at least a day in the system kitchen, so making some shaved ice shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Before Tao Zhizhi could finish thinking, Secretary Gu pushed open the door and entered, carrying a large bag of desserts with pink "Dream" prints.

"Brother Fu, these are some desserts I bought. Please have a taste."

Secretary Gu, drenched in sweat, placed the bag on the cashier's counter and hurriedly left without waiting for anyone's reply.