The rich, exotic fragrance filled my mouth and flowed into my bloodstream; it seemed as if even my pores were emanating this aroma.

Qingtuo felt as if he were floating on clouds, light as he had never felt before, and his whole body felt like it was floating on air.

The delicious flavors on the tongue touch the soul, seemingly dispelling worries and fatigue instantly, bringing immense happiness.

Qintuo stared in disbelief, his chest heaving violently.

Then, his eyes reddened and two lines of tears fell.

"Master Chef!"

Qingtuo's voice trembled.

"You are the master chef!"

Only then did Qing Tu realize that Zhang Fan's culinary skills were unparalleled, a godlike existence!

He looked at Zhang Fan with adoring eyes, but then a deep sense of loss welled up inside him.

He lost, and lost completely.

Qingtuo took a deep look at the Kelai Restaurant, then turned his gaze to each person's face.

It seems to want to remember what everyone looks like.

On the way there, Bai Rou'er casually mentioned the family backgrounds of several key employees of the restaurant, including Qing Tuo's background.

Qintuo's parents divorced when he was less than a year old, and neither of them wanted him. He was left to live with his elderly grandmother.

After his grandmother passed away, he was left all alone and had no choice but to rely on his parents. However, his parents remarried and had younger siblings.

His parents disliked him as a burden and tried every means to get rid of him.

In despair, Qing Tuo wanted to end his life. He mustered his courage, stood by the river, and jumped into the river, where he was spotted by Bai Nong Rui, who was out buying groceries early in the morning.

The autumn chill was biting, and the river water was icy cold, but Bai Nongrui jumped into the river without hesitation and pulled him out.

Bai Nongrui took him in, let him work in the restaurant, and even had the head chef teach him how to cook, saying that having a skill would prevent him from starving.

Bai Nongrui gave him a second life, and Kelai Restaurant is his second home.

Qingtuo's feelings for the Kelai Restaurant seemed genuine, and Zhang Fan consulted a divination, which concluded that this person should be kept.

Qingtuo swayed precariously, and it seemed as if he had used all his strength to say a few words: "I lost. I'll accept my loss and pack my things to leave in a bit."

He looked at Zhang Fan and instructed him, "From now on, I'm entrusting the restaurant to you. Make sure it gets better and better."

Many employees' eyes reddened. Although they were all just working people, they shared a deep friendship.

Zhang Fan: "There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. Don't be blindly confident!"

Qing Tuo smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with regret: "Now I understand, Zhang Fan, your cooking skills are really good. If I had understood this earlier, I might have been able to learn something from you."

Zhang Fan: "Do you really want to learn something?"

Qingtuo's eyes lit up instantly, filled with anticipation, and he asked cautiously, "You...would you be willing to teach me?"

Zhang Fan: "You'll only have a chance if you stay."

Qingtuo frowned, a clear rejection on his part: "But..."

Bai Rou'er smiled: "Zhang Fan means that you can stay."

Qingtuo was overwhelmed with joy, his mouth almost stretching to his ears: "Master Zhang!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand: "Let me think about how to teach you first."

He took the salt, infused it with spiritual energy, and then made a feint as if adding something: "I've added my family's secret recipe to this salt. Try making another plate of fried rice with eggs."

Qingtuo readily agreed and quickly cooked a plate of fried rice.

This time, the egg fried rice has a rich aroma that makes your mouth water just by smelling it.

Qingtuo took a bite, and his eyes widened in surprise.

The moment the delicious food touches the tip of the tongue, the rich flavor instantly awakens the buds, and that blissful feeling returns.

Seeing Qintuo's reaction, others couldn't resist their curiosity and also took a bite.

Delicious!

Although it's not quite as good as Zhang Fan's, it's still better than countless delicacies.

The plate of fried rice was quickly devoured.

Bai Rou'er's eyes were filled with anticipation for the future: "With your ancestral recipe and Qing Tuo's skills, Ke Lai Restaurant will definitely become the number one restaurant in the whole district, no, the number one restaurant in the whole province."

She began to motivate her employees, delivering a series of inspiring speeches: "Everyone, keep up the good work, and I will definitely thank you all at the end of the year!"

"Great!" Everyone was full of energy.

"Thank you all for maintaining the restaurant today. Let's tidy up the place and take a break for today. Business will definitely be good tomorrow."

"Thank you, Miss!"

As soon as she stepped out of the restaurant, Bai Rou'er's face, which had been full of enthusiasm and hope, was filled with worry.

A change of face can happen in an instant.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh, "Women change their expressions faster than turning the pages of a book."

Bai Rou'er sighed: "Without Shiyan fish, the fame of the richest man coming to eat is just a flash in the pan."

"Although our food tastes good, it's not a good idea if it doesn't attract people to eat it."

Zhang Fan: "Didn't I tell you not to worry about the rockfish?"

Bai Rou'er sat in the car: "Although I think you are omnipotent, you are still human after all. I left my phone number with those seafood bosses who were willing to buy rockfish at a high price, but there has been no news for so many days."

Zhang Fan: "You know I have the protection of the mountain god, yet you still don't believe me."

Seeing Zhang Fan's serious expression, Bai Rou'er couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the gloom in her heart instantly dissipated.

She took a deep breath and relaxed: "I'd better learn from your optimistic spirit, so I don't end up not looking pretty anymore."

As she said this, she glanced at the rearview mirror and, whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that she had become much prettier recently.

Her skin was glowing; she looked beautiful even without makeup.

However, Bai Rou'er didn't think about it too much. She took Zhang Fan home first and then thought of a way to attract more people when she got back.

A red BMW was parked at the entrance of Zhangjiapo Village.

Bai Rou'er looked around and, seeing no one, quietly called out to Zhang Fan, who was about to leave, "Zhang Fan, come here for a moment."

Zhang Fan walked over, and Bai Rou'er looked at him with a shy expression and her bright, doe-like eyes, saying affectionately, "Come closer."

Bai Rou'er pecked Zhang Fan's cheek, then stepped on the gas and drove away: "Remember to miss me."

Zhang Fan covered his face, watching the red BMW drive away into the distance.

Bai Rou'er is getting bolder and bolder. She used to blush even when holding hands, but now she dares to kiss him in broad daylight.

Zhang Fan turned around and met a pair of sorrowful eyes.