Mo Baiwei is the youngest child in the Mo family.

Her father, Mo Qiming, was once among the top ten entrepreneurs on the Zicheng Wealth Ranking.

Mo Baiwei has two older brothers and one older sister.

My siblings are all workaholics, and they're incredibly successful in the business world.

She, however, has absolutely no business sense.

On the contrary, they pay special attention to eating.

What young girl doesn't dream of dating when she's young, but instead thinks about sweet soup, barbecue, and small bread rolls every day?

Since handing over his business to the eldest, second, and third sons of the Mo family, Mo Qiming has been living a leisurely retirement life.

Enjoy tea, go fishing, and explore restaurants with old friends in search of delicious local cuisine.

Logically speaking, he and his youngest daughter share the same hobbies and should have a lot in common.

In reality, however, there is a huge gap between Mo Baiwei and her father.

He and his youngest daughter have completely different tastes and preferences when it comes to food.

He loves light and fresh food, and he believes that the original flavor is especially important in determining whether a dish is delicious.

The light flavor best preserves the original taste of the ingredients, and the lack of excessive seasoning makes it even more delicate.

Mo Baiwei has a particular fondness for spicy flavors.

She enjoys the fiery stimulation of chili peppers and also likes the sparks that fly when various spices collide in food.

So the old man and the young man were always at odds.

Neither of them would submit to the other.

Mo Baiwei made a bet with his father.

The two of them each wrote a book about umami and spiciness.

Let's see whose book sells better after it's published.

If you lose for no apparent reason, quit drinking and smoking immediately.

If Mo Baiwei fails, she will have to go on a blind date arranged by her father.

During the three months that the bet was being made, Mo Baiwei traveled to every city in Rainbow City to collect information one by one.

From five-star hotels to roadside stalls, she would travel to five or six places every day to try any food recommended by someone or introduced by enthusiastic netizens, and her once oval face has become rounder.

Turning a hobby into a profession is not an easy thing.

Mo Baiwei's tongue gradually became numb from eating. The snacks at the night market were all pretty much the same, and it had been a long time since he had found any food that could surprise him.

Just as she was about to go home, she was surprised to smell a rich and strong fragrance.

What is emitting this smell?

It tastes a bit like roast chicken, and a bit like roast meat. In short, only a master chef with exceptional barbecue skills could create such an aroma.

After getting off the bus, Mo Baiwei searched among the surrounding vendors.

wrong.

None of these smells are right.

She searched from one end of the night market to the other, but couldn't find the corresponding vendor even as the aroma grew fainter.

So we came full circle again.

She discovered that the delicious food originated in the same spot as before.

Mo Baiwei calmed down and, relying on his powerful sense of smell, followed the scent as he walked.

We walked until we reached a secluded corner where three large trees completely obscured a rainbow-colored van.

Two tables were set up under the tree, as if guests were sitting there.

The boss is a girl in her early twenties, whose clean and simple face gives her a pure and innocent air.

Holding iron clamps in both hands, he skillfully flipped a large, neatly arranged pork rib and a whole golden-brown roasted chicken.

"Why do you have such good cooking skills but hide in this corner to make barbecue?"

Mo Baiwei couldn't help but ask.

Qin Yi was focused on grilling food and was quite surprised by the arrival of this stranger.

I found this address carefully; you can't see inside from the outside of the sidewalk unless you look closely.

They were cleverly hidden from view by three large, staggered trees, and could only be discovered when you got closer.

"Who are you? How did you find us?" Yang Zhou asked on behalf of everyone.

"I followed the aroma here. Is this a hidden barbecue stall? Can I order?"

Qin Yi's work was nearing completion, and her hands were incredibly busy.

The two ingredients are sprinkled with different flavored seasonings in different orders.

One of the biggest taboos when barbecuing is to grill all the food to taste the same.

It's like they're all from the same mother, which won't work. No matter how good the flavor is, customers will easily get tired of it.

"It's a barbecue stall, but it's closed today. All the food we have is sold out."

"Ah! That's so cruel! Am I just supposed to watch them eat?"

"Boss, can you show me the menu? Or I can come back to you tomorrow."

Qin Yi didn't have time to greet her right away, so she gestured with her eyes to the instruction manual for the rainbow blind box that could be seen on the train carriage.

Mo Baiwei stepped forward and examined it carefully.

Looking surprised, he said, "I haven't been back for three months, and the outside world has changed so much? Now you have to get a blind box to eat barbecue?"

Then she looked back at the food on Qin Yi's grill.

"So what you're making now are the hidden gems: roast chicken and roast pork chops?"

Qin Yi nodded: "We've used up all the ingredients for today. The last roast chicken and roast ribs are here."

Yang Zhou sensed something was off about what he was saying: "Boss Qin, I see you only prepare one roast chicken and one serving of roast ribs a day."

Qin Yi said guiltily, "How could that be? I also prepared a lot of other barbecued meats."

Yang Zhou shook his head in disapproval after hearing this: "You can fool others but you can't fool me. I'm your die-hard fan. Tonight, as soon as we got a purple hidden item blind box in our dorm, you started packing up and preparing to run away. You must have run out of hidden item food and decided to make a quick getaway."

Qin Yi: "You guessed a little right, but not much."

Yang Zhou lifted his pointed chin with a figure-eight gesture, puzzled, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Oh! I remember, you told us that you had finished setting up your stall for today, and then you packed up and started to leave."

"So I can deduce that your daily task is to buy the purple hidden blind box and then you'll close up shop, right?"

"Sure, young man, you know too much. I'll consider adding some seasoning to your roasted ribs."

"No way, Mr. Qin! Even if you've added something extra, I'm determined to eat this today!"

At this moment, Qin Yi placed a piece of roasted pork chop, which looked like a golden armor, on the table.

Then, taking a large pair of steel scissors, he cut the crispy ribs one by one.

After being roasted over charcoal, the ribs develop an enticing caramelized layer on their surface, infused with the unique flavor of the flames.

Mo Baiwei watched enviously as several college students in front of her devoured their food, her heart burning with anticipation. She wanted to try just how delicious these fragrant pork chops really were.

As a last resort, one can only resort to spending money: "Excuse me, can I pay double the price for your roast pork chops?"

Lu Ziyi and Yang Zhou glanced at her and turned away, saying, "We got our roasted pork chops after spinning six blind boxes. You think it's that easy to win?"

Mo Baiwei looked at the plate of roasted pork chops anxiously: "Then I'll offer six hundred! The price of six blind boxes, is that acceptable?"

Yang Zhou and Lu Ziyi were still reluctant to sell it, saying, "What's the difference between that and us working so hard to get it? We might as well eat it ourselves."

After saying that, each of the six people in the dormitory grabbed a rib and put it in their mouths. "Hesitation will lead to defeat. Only what you eat will put your mind at ease."

"The outer layer of these ribs is so delicious! It's crispy and melts in your mouth!"

"I think the meat inside the ribs is also very delicious. When you bite into it, your mouth is full of meat juice. The outside is crispy and crunchy, but the inside is exceptionally tender. How do you do that?"

Mo Baiwei watched helplessly as only two pieces of roasted pork chops remained on the whole plate, and quickly covered them with his hand.

"Classmates, I only want these two remaining pork ribs out of the six hundred yuan, how about it!"

"Is this young lady crazy? Six hundred yuan for two ribs, that's three hundred yuan per rib, are you serious?" Yang Zhou asked.

Mo Baiwei slowly moved the ribs in front of him and nodded vigorously: "Immediate transfer, fair and square."

"Your WeChat account has received 600 yuan!"

Yang Zhou grinned and said to his roommates, "Sorry, buddies, she gave us way too much. With that money, we can treat Boss Qin to a meal again tomorrow!"