For several days in a row, Jiang Mingzhong studied the seasoning packets he bought from Xiaolong.
He knew most of the ingredients in the seasoning packet, and he had also checked the proportions of those ingredients.
He found the same ingredients he knew and prepared them in the same proportions, but the result was still disappointing.
He just couldn't figure out what the other two things were; he just couldn't tell what they were.
Having worked as a chef for decades, these two things are crucial, and they must be Lin Chuan's secret recipe.
However, after studying it for several days, he still couldn't figure out what it was.
Jiang Mingzhong was quite discouraged. He roughly understood why Lin Chuan had given the seasoning packet, wrapped like that, directly to Feng Liang.
It turns out that other people couldn't match it.
He even spent thirty yuan on this seasoning packet, which infuriated him.
As for the braised baby potatoes that Lin Chuan just made.
He tried a few times and finally managed to make it.
It tastes good, but it's not the same as the one Lin Chuan made.
He tried to improve it several times, but nothing worked.
Because of these setbacks, Jiang Mingzhong was in a bad mood when he got home and got angry with his wife several times, which was quite inexplicable.
Jiang Xueying's life wasn't going well either; she was constantly arguing with her husband.
Jiang Xueying used to think about giving in to her man a little, but these days, she has no intention of doing so at all.
Every time I see that damned man, Lin Chuan's image always flashes before my eyes.
Enraged, Jiang Xueying immediately filed for divorce from her husband.
Her husband was already having an affair and felt that Jiang Xueying was being unreasonable, so he had wanted a divorce for a long time.
Jiang Xueying's suggestion was exactly what he wanted.
So, without telling her parents, Jiang Xueying went straight to get a divorce.
That evening, after Jiang Mingzhong had just finished arguing with his wife at home, he saw Jiang Xueying come home.
"Why are you back so late?"
Jiang Mingzhong's voice was cold and hard.
Jiang Xueying's mood isn't bad right now. She even feels that getting a divorce is a good opportunity to start a new relationship.
She took off her coat and her scarf.
In a calm tone, she said, "I'm divorced."
Jiang Mingzhong and his wife were both stunned and lost their will to argue.
"You're divorced?" Jiang Mingzhong said angrily. "Such a big thing, why didn't you discuss it with your family?"
Jiang Xueying poured herself a glass of water and held it in her hands. "He found another twenty-year-old woman to keep on the side. He was tired of arguing, so it's good that we got a divorce. It'll be the end of it all."
For parents, their daughter's divorce is such a big deal, it's really shameful.
Jiang Mingzhong and his wife didn't sleep all night because of this.
The next morning, the two went to work without daring to utter a sound, afraid that someone would ask about their daughter's situation.
Lin Chuan was unaware of Jiang Xueying's divorce, nor did he care about it.
His daily life is busy and fulfilling.
Every two days I can go home and enjoy the warmth of my wife and kids on the heated kang bed. There's no better life than this.
Early that morning, Feng Liang parked his cart at the back door of Chunmai Noodle Shop and happily went into the kitchen.
"It's so cold outside this early in the morning," Feng Liang said, rubbing his hands together.
Lin Chuan looked up at him and said, "Brother Liang, come here. Go warm yourself by the stove. I'll go get you something."
As he spoke, he stood up and went to get the prepared seasoning packet for Feng Liang.
Feng Liang squatted by the stove. "Da Chuan, do you still have any of those braised potatoes with soy sauce? Pack me two portions for the kids."
Lin Chuan turned around and found a basin, filled it to the brim, and said, "Here, come back for more when you're done eating."
Feng Liang was about to take the money.
Lin Chuan pressed his hand down, "You're getting distant. It's for my nephew and niece, why would you need money? You're really looking down on me."
Feng Liang chuckled, "Fine, I won't give it to you."
He then took the seasoning packet as well.
Lin Chuan then asked, "Why did you come by yourself today? Wasn't it Xiao Long who came the past few days?"
Feng Liang said, "Xiaolong said he was cleaning his house and got up early because it was on his way. He told me last night that he had finished cleaning his house, so I didn't ask him to come to work so early."
Lin Chuan frowned. "When I asked him the first day, he said you sent him because you were too busy. I was wondering what you were busy with."
Feng Liang suddenly remembered, "Oh right, do you remember how many packets of ingredients you gave Xiaolong when he first came?"
"Six packs, right? Haven't we been getting six packs every day?" Lin Chuan didn't even need to think about it; it was a fixed amount every day, and he remembered it clearly.
Feng Liang narrowed his eyes and pondered for a long time.
Lin Chuan also sensed something was wrong. "You're not going to tell me you haven't received the six packets of feed these past few days?"
Could it be that Xiaolong took the extra ingredient packets and sold them?
“On the first day, there were five bags of ingredients. I even asked him about it, and he said that I might have forgotten to pack that many. I didn’t think much of it at the time.” Feng Liang snorted. “This kid is playing tricks on me. He’s been in my shop since I opened it. I see that he’s clever and his family is poor, so I often take care of him. He’s playing dirty tricks on me here.”
Lin Chuan thought for a moment, "Brother Liang, don't ask him directly yet. We need to find out whether he kept the material for himself or sold it."
"If it was sold, who did it go to?"
Feng Liang nodded, "Okay, I understand."
Jiang Mingzhong had been trying to make braised meat for several days, but the taste was still not right, so he decided to approach Xiaolong again.
Asking Lin Chuan directly is definitely not an option.
The other two people working at Lin Chuan's shop are Lin Chuan's older brothers, so it's not advisable to make a move against them for the time being.
Xiaolong likes to take advantage, but there's still a way to get through him.
And so, after finishing his work at noon, Jiang Mingzhong went to Daliang Noodle Shop in the afternoon, saying he was there to eat noodles.
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