Chapter 162 The Most Beautiful Child

The restaurant recommended by Du Desheng is located in a relatively remote alley and does not cover a large area.

If one did not know that Du Desheng would not speak without a purpose, one would never have imagined from the outside that there was a so-called descendant of an imperial chef hiding in this small restaurant.

However, after getting off the car, Duanrao noticed that there were many luxury cars near the small restaurant. If he accidentally encountered a road killer, he would probably be doomed if he hit any of them.

After entering the door, the place was packed with people. Although it was not yet mealtime, a long queue had already formed spontaneously in the corridor next to the restaurant.

Duanrao stared at these guests for a while and found that most of them were middle-aged people in their forties or fifties. They were dressed in low-key clothes, but the watches, cufflinks and other accessories they wore were not ordinary items.

With this outfit, if he were to be picked out alone, he would look like a company CEO.

Now they are all crowded in such a small restaurant, queuing up for meals like students.

It seems that what her uncle said before was not an exaggeration.

As if he could see what Duan Rao was thinking, the old man tapped his cane proudly and said arrogantly: "This restaurant does not deliver meals. No matter if you are the king of heaven or the Jade Emperor, if you want to eat, you have to come to the store and call for a number, and you have to queue up."

"You are no exception?"

Du Desheng choked, and his previous smugness disappeared: "...I am no exception."

Duan Rao silently glanced at the long queue and said awkwardly, "So we have to queue up now too?"

"No, no, today is special. My old brother and his wife are treating us. They have already reserved a private room for us. We can just go over there."

Duanrao breathed a sigh of relief. If he really had to line up with this group of people, what they would be eating would probably not be dinner but a midnight snack.

Du Yihan understood the key point immediately and said with a smile: "So, this dinner tonight is still thanks to our An An."

Du Desheng could tell that the little bastard was making fun of him. He snorted coldly and didn't say anything back, but in his heart he was thinking, An girl is so cute, how could her biological brother be so annoying?

Thinking of Brother Du who had been hiding beside him and his lover and acting as their protector that day, he suddenly felt that Du Anrao was a genetic mutation and was undoubtedly the most handsome kid in the entire Du family!

Because of prior arrangements, as soon as Du Desheng and others revealed their identities, they were warmly and politely led to the largest private room upstairs by the helpers who had been waiting outside.

This action touched the sensitive nerves of many gourmets downstairs.

"What's going on? Doesn't your restaurant not accept reservations? What happened to that group of people who just came upstairs?"

"That's right, everyone is following the rules and queuing up, why are they allowed to cut in line?"

With someone taking the lead, other dissatisfied customers followed suit and denounced the store owner in indignation.

The old employee who was in charge of maintaining order downstairs came over soon after hearing the news. He just smiled and said, "I'm sorry, the person who just went up is our old man and old lady's guest. The old man and old lady are hosting a banquet for the guests today. Please forgive me for the misunderstanding."

When they heard that it was the old man and the old lady's distinguished guest, and that they were hosting the banquet personally, the noisy guests froze for a moment, looking embarrassed.

"The old man and the old lady are here, upstairs?"

"Yes."

"Since they are the guests of the old man and the old lady, there is naturally no problem. We are the ones who are rude."

"You're welcome. The old man and his wife told us before they went upstairs that they will host dinner at the restaurant today, which will affect the dining experience of the guests. To express our apologies, the kitchen will give each guest a small dish. I hope you enjoy your meal."

One should be grateful for the favor. Since people have said so, they can't keep harping on it.

The originally noisy guests gradually quieted down, and then their hot topic changed from the initial queue-jumping to who the person who just went up was and who could even make the two elderly people come out in person to entertain him.

At that time, Duan Rao had no idea that as soon as she went upstairs, a conflict almost broke out downstairs because of her.

When she went up to the second floor, she discovered that there was something else going on inside this small restaurant.

Compared with the plainness of the first floor, the second floor is obviously much more refined, with carved railings and painted buildings, winding streams and flowing wine cups, which is very elegant.

As soon as the few of them entered the box, the two elderly men who had been waiting for a long time stood up immediately. Although they tried their best to restrain themselves, their suddenly lit eyes still betrayed their true emotions.

"Old Fu, sister-in-law, I brought An An." They were all old acquaintances, so Du Desheng didn't keep them in suspense. As soon as he entered the venue, he introduced them to each other enthusiastically, "An An, this is my old brother whom I mentioned to you before coming here, your Grandpa Fu, and your Grandpa Fu's wife, Grandma Wu."

Although he knew that the two of them wanted to ask him for help, Du Anrao did not put on airs and followed Du Desheng's instructions and greeted them obediently: "Hello, Grandpa Fu, Hello, Grandma Wu."

"Okay, okay, you're such a good kid. I heard from your grandpa that you guys just got off the plane and came here, so you must not have had dinner yet. Grandpa and grandma don't have anything else here, but they eat the most. Eat something to fill your stomach first. Your uncle Ruixiang is still busy in the kitchen, and there will be a big dish later. I guarantee it will be something new that you have never eaten outside."

Du Anrao hadn't figured out who this Uncle Ruixiang was yet, when Du Desheng's eyes lit up and he was a little excited: "Is Ruixiang the chef today?"

Speaking of her adopted son, Mrs. Fu smiled more: "When the child heard that we were going to invite you to dinner, he immediately rushed over from the branch restaurant. He said he would cook a few more delicious dishes himself and let you taste the new dishes he recently developed."

"That's great. An'an, we are in for a treat today. Your uncle Ruixiang has inherited your grandmother Wu's true ancestor's cooking skills, and his cooking skills are really amazing. Even for me, your grandfather, it's not easy to enjoy his table of delicious dishes on weekdays. Today, I am really blessed by you."

After hearing what he said, Duan Rao became more curious about this so-called heir of the imperial chef: "Uncle is cooking for us personally, should we wait for him before eating?"

"No, no, Ruixiang just sent someone up to tell us to eat first. He still has a few dishes to prepare. If we delay for too long, the dishes in front will get cold and won't taste good."

As the old lady spoke, she stood up and personally served Duan Rao a bowl of soup: "You've been on the plane all day, you must be hungry? Have some soup to warm yourself up first."

Du Anrao quickly stood up and took it. After saying thank you, she took a sip. It was indeed rich and mellow, leaving a lingering fragrance in her mouth. It was better than any soup she had drunk in the past ten years!

“Is it delicious?”

“Delicious!”

"If it tastes good, drink more."

Although the two elders of the Fu family were anxious to find someone, they didn't want to let someone do the work while hungry. Seeing that the food suited Duan Rao's appetite, they immediately started feeding him like crazy.

When Duanrao had almost finished eating, Uncle Ruixiang, who had prepared a table full of delicious dishes, finally appeared in the box.

(End of this chapter)