The farce finally came to an end at 10:30 p.m.

Watching the diners gradually walk away.

Qin Yi finally removed her headscarf and pulled out the large mole on her face.

Grandpa Yu walked up to the stall and tentatively asked, "Among all these young men today, isn't one to your liking?"

Qin Yi sat at the front desk, picked up a plate of cooked chicken feet, sucked it in, and chewed it carefully in her mouth.

When it was taken out again, it had turned into clean and complete chicken claw skeleton.

"Ah! So soft, tender, and fragrant! Men only slow me down the cooking time."

She couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know if it was for the chicken feet or the man.

"What flavor of chicken feet is this? It's so silky smooth!" Grandpa Yu no longer cared about being a matchmaker; all he could see was the plate of chicken feet in front of him, and he secretly sipped his saliva.

"A secret recipe, I cannot disclose it."

Qin Yi nodded as she chewed, packing up her tools and preparing to close up shop and go home.

"Young lady, let me teach you a lesson."

"Don't be too cocky, or you'll suffer the consequences!"

After saying that, while Qin Yi was tidying up, he picked up the plate of chicken feet on the table and ran away.

Qin Yi was stunned.

Her idea was that if Lao Yu talked to her a little longer and said a few more cheesy things, she would then reluctantly give him the chicken feet to eat.

I never expected him to take such a risky move...

Qin Yi took a big gulp of water and shouted, "Hey! Old Yu! Slow down! I can't afford to pay for your fall!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Yu stopped running.

The aroma of the chicken feet in my hand alone is enough to make one's mouth water.

He hurried home.

...

Tonight, Qin Yi sneezed three times in a row while removing her makeup at home, humming a tune.

As soon as Grandpa Yu got home, he couldn't wait to grab a chicken foot and start gnawing on it.

When it was first put in my mouth, it was indeed as smooth and silky as Qin Yi's.

Moreover, the moment you take a bite, a burst of spicy flavor hits you, and the chicken feet meat fully absorbs the flavor of the broth.

It has a strong ginger aroma, as well as the cooking fragrance of various spices, and the mouth is full of chewy, gelatinous texture.

Grandpa Yu gnawed the chicken feet clean, spitting out the clean, white bones.

While spitting out a drink of water, he exclaimed, "This is so appetizing! This is the first time I've ever eaten such satisfying chicken feet. I've never had them before."

The old man slurped up all the claws on the plate in one go, and also drank five cups of plain water.

But the burning sensation in my mouth kept churning, so I had to stick out my tongue and keep exhaling.

"It's delicious, but it's so spicy it's killing me!"

Moreover, the spiciness showed no signs of lessening. Tears welled up in the old man's eyes, and with a mouthful of water in his mouth, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Qin Yi.

Grandpa Yu: [Young lady, what are those chicken feet made of? Why are they so spicy?]

Qin Yi replied instantly upon seeing the message: "Grandpa, the plate of ginger-spicy chicken feet you just snatched is called 'Spicy Chicken Feet,' and it is a little spicy."

Grandpa Yu: [I know this dish. It involves finding chicken feet in a bowl full of chili peppers and ginger slices. I used to only watch others eat it, but I was afraid it would be too spicy to try. Why is your dish so spicy even though it doesn't look like it has any chili peppers?]

Qin Yi: [Haha, those were extra spicy chicken feet that I made especially for them. I threw away the chilies and only took out the feet. Isn't that thoughtful?]

After reading it, Grandpa Yu was so angry that he threw his phone down and searched the whole house for candy to relieve the spiciness.

After finally getting some rest and my mouth wasn't burning anymore, my stomach started hurting again.

After eating the extra-spicy chicken feet and drinking several glasses of plain water, Grandpa Yu sat on the smart toilet and cursed Qin Yi all night.

...

Lu Ziyi and Yang Zhou have been wandering around the school like they've lost their souls these past few days.

Every night, he would wander around the night market behind Nantong University, as if he were looking for someone.

Every time I went there full of enthusiasm, I returned disappointed.

The proprietress we finally found has disappeared again!

That evening, Yang Zhou wanted to add the proprietress on WeChat so he could buy boxed meals from her in the future, but as soon as he took out his phone, his chess friend, Grandpa Yu, stopped him.

Grandpa Yu said the boss would be back to set up his stall tomorrow, and told them to hurry back to their dorms and meet at the same place next time.

Screw him! He's a complete liar!

They hadn't eaten dinner for two nights in a row, searching for people at the night market. After failing to find the owner, they went back to their dorm to eat instant noodles.

Today is another depressing day; two wild ghosts wander across the playground.

Lu Qingyu happened to be passing by and saw his brother looking like this, so he slapped him hard on the shoulder!

"Dude! Heartbroken?"

Lu Ziyi was startled and looked over: "Little sister, it's good that you've just broken up with your boyfriend, at least you can find another girl to win him back. This boss lady has just vanished into thin air."

"You don't understand. When the owner of your favorite restaurant suddenly disappears without a word, and you don't know where to find her, you feel so lost!"

Lu Qingyu thought to herself, "Who says I don't understand! That's how the owner of my favorite sweet dumpling shop disappeared. Sister Zicheng even recommended her sweet soup. It's so refreshing and delicious. I can't find a meal replacement anymore. Do you know how sad I am?"

Lu Ziyi: "I never imagined that my brother and I would both be fellow sufferers in this world."

"Oh! That's right!" Lu Qingyu suddenly remembered something.

"The 'Sister Zicheng' is currently holding a local food recommendation event. From five-star restaurants to street stalls, everything can be featured on the list. Foodies can submit a detailed, illustrated recommendation article, and if selected, they'll receive a 2000 yuan foodie bonus."

"I've decided to submit my favorite Chibi Maruko-chan character. If I win, I'll not only get paid, but I might also get Zicheng's top female artist to help me find a boss!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zi thought it was a great idea and quickly shoved Yang Zhou beside him: "Hey! Dude, your writing is the best in our dorm. Go submit your work! If we win an award, we can find a boss's wife through Zicheng's number one sister!"

Yang Zhou's previously lifeless heart came alive after hearing these words, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "Send me all the food photos of the boss lady on your phone!"

"I will use all my knowledge to write a letter to help the proprietress ascend to the throne of culinary mastery!"

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Saturday, only two days left of the task.

Unfortunately, the weather is not cooperating; it's raining again today.

Qin Yi stayed home watching variety shows all day, and with the time to set up her stall fast approaching, she still hadn't decided where to go.

My phone screen lit up, and I received a message.

Grandpa Yu: [I came to Villa No. 3 in Yayuan to do business today, and I'll take all the orders for tonight.]

Qin Yi was startled: "Uncle Yu, you wouldn't say that...we're not a good match... would you...?"

Grandpa Yu: [What are you thinking! Today is my birthday! I invited some close friends from the neighborhood over for a casual meal!]

Qin Yi: [I apologize for my presumption, but I wish you, sir, a life as bright as the rising moon and as enduring as the sun.]

Grandpa Yu: [Stop with the formalities, just serve the best wine and food!]