Chapter 78 Meow meow meow
The lobby manager, Lao Hu, wiped his sweat and escorted Mu Mingqiu out:
"Master Mu, I'm very sorry that the roast duck made by the chef today did not satisfy you two. They will definitely study carefully how to improve it and strive to..."
Because of an emergency group meeting, Huo Ye had left early, leaving Mu Mingqiu alone to finish the meal.
Mu Mingqiu interrupted him directly: "No need to study, your roast duck is hopeless."
Old Hu's face froze: "..."
Old Hu felt so miserable.
The roast duck at Zhuyuan is famous throughout the city. Many young ladies and gentlemen have begged others to give them a taste. How could Mu Mingqiu sentence their proud roast duck to death with just a casual remark of "no hope"?
But after all, they are VIP customers and the breadwinners of Zhuyuan.
I was complaining in my heart, but I could only smile and say, "Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is true."
"Around here," Mu Mingqiu's eyes dimmed slightly, his flamboyant red hair looking dazzling in the sun, "Are there any other people selling roast duck?"
Mu Mingqiu himself couldn't explain why...
An hour ago, when he walked into the bamboo garden, the aroma of roast duck wafting in the wind made him unforgettable.
Mingming had a sumptuous meal at Zhuyuan, which was all his favorite delicacies. But thinking of the inexplicable aroma of roast duck, Mu Mingqiu's stomach couldn't help but growl again.
Hearing this, Lao Hu's heart skipped a beat.
Anyone else selling roast duck?
He immediately thought of the little boy across the street.
But the little boy only sold at the stall for thirty minutes, how is that possible!
"No, no." Old Hu laughed dryly, "Master Mu, you know us well. Stalls are not allowed within a hundred miles of Zhuyuan. How could someone sell roast duck around here?"
Mu Mingqiu frowned and nodded.
He was still muttering to himself until he walked into the parking lot and got into the car.
It shouldn't be.
The fragrance didn't come from Zhuyuan Roast Duck, and there was no one else selling food nearby. Could it have just appeared out of nowhere?
Damn it! It’s just a roast duck!
Mu Mingqiu gradually became annoyed by his inexplicable uneasiness.
He is the eldest son of the Mu family, how could he let roast duck disrupt his will?
If you can’t eat it, then you can’t eat it. What else can you do? It’s just a roast duck.
snort!
“Master Mu,” the driver Wu Weiguo smiled at Mu Mingqiu with a cheerful expression, “Should we take you directly back to the villa, or back to the company? Just tell me… Ahhh, Master, calm down. I have parents and children to take care of. I only sell my art and not my body!!”
The next second, his cheerful smile turned into a scream of horror.
There is no other reason.
——The arrogant and lofty Master Mu rushed up like a ghost, grabbed Wu Weiguo by the collar, buried his head in his body and took a deep breath!
The familiar fragrance rushed into Mu Mingqiu's nose.
The crispy aroma of the roast duck, with the fragrance of oil and a hint of charcoal from fruit wood, was even richer and more tempting than what he had smelled when he entered the Bamboo Garden not long ago!
"Smells good, smells so good," Mu Mingqiu took a deep breath on Wu Weiguo's collar and murmured, "Old Wu, you smell so good..."
Just by smelling the aroma, Mu Mingqiu could almost imagine the crispy skin's 'crunching' sound, the fat flowing out, and the soft texture of the duck meat when he took a bite of the hot roast duck.
As he thought about it, Mu Mingqiu couldn't help but saliva formed in his mouth, and a longing green light appeared in his beautiful eyes.
The other drivers waiting in the parking lot couldn't help but be surprised.
Oh my god.
I have always heard that the young master of the Mu family is passionate and has a deep relationship with the eldest young master of the Huo family.
Unexpectedly, beneath the beautiful appearance of the eldest young master of the Mu family, there is such a beastly ambition!
She actually attacked his 1.80-meter-tall, simple and strong middle-aged driver!
Not only did he grab the person's collar and suck hard, but he also drooled at the person and his eyes glowed green.
The scene was so beautiful that they dared not even look at it.
"My employer wouldn't think the same of me. That's scary..."
"Oh my god, being a driver for a wealthy family is such a dangerous job."
"Master Mu is playing too much. Poor Old Wu, he is only 38 years old this year and his daughter is only six years old."
The drivers in the parking lot carefully hid themselves in the driver's seats, whispering and trembling.
On the other side, Mu Mingqiu no longer cared about the strange looks from everyone.
He stared at Wu Weiguo, his eyes shining: "Old Wu, the aroma of this roast duck..."
Old Wu's heart skipped a beat.
broken.
The young master came here for the roast duck.
Today’s roast duck has been taken away by Miss Xu Shishi. Will tomorrow’s roast duck also be taken care of by the young master?
Wu Weiguo's mind raced, and just as he was about to come up with an explanation, he heard Mu Mingqiu say:
——"Old Wu, I didn't expect you to be so talented! You are so young, only 38 years old, and you can make such delicious roast duck. It's really unfair for you to be a driver!"
"Master, please listen to my explanation... ah?? Wait???"
Old Wu scratched his head in confusion.
As Mu Mingqiu spoke, he searched in the Maybach: "Old Wu, you don't need to explain. I know you have the unique skill of roasting duck, but as a hermit master, you don't want to reveal your identity."
"Don't worry. As long as you are willing, I, Mu Mingqiu, will immediately support you as the chief private chef of the Mu family with an annual salary of tens of millions. How do you think?"
Wu Weiguo: “…”
Although an annual salary of tens of millions sounds tempting.
But he didn’t roast the duck!
Master, you misunderstood.
Wu Weiguo was extremely helpless.
In order to find the hidden roast duck, Mu Mingqiu searched the car like a wolfhound, even the foot mat under the seat was not spared: "Strange, where is it? I can clearly smell the aroma, but why can't I find the roast duck..."
Wu Weiguo wiped off the cold sweat.
——Fortunately, he was smart. Considering the powerful lethality of the aroma of roast duck, before coming to pick up Mu Mingqiu, he had already given the packaged roast duck to his daughter in a nearby kindergarten.
Now the roast duck is not in the car, but in the hands of my daughter in kindergarten.
If he put the roast duck in the car and was discovered by Mu Mingqiu... that would be like throwing a meat bun at a dog, it would be a one-way trip!
That was a close call.
On the other side, Mu Mingqiu, who had been searching for the roast duck for a long time but couldn't find it, snorted in disappointment.
"Well, the person who makes roast duck is here, so why worry about not being able to eat roast duck?"
Mu Mingqiu thought so, exhaled, and stood up straight.
He adjusted his collar and regained his elegant appearance.
"Old Wu, I'll have my secretary transfer one million to your account right now," Mu Mingqiu cleared his throat and said, "How about you roast a duck for me?"
A roast duck, one million? ? ? !
Wu Weiguo was stunned
but……
"Master, I really didn't roast the duck," Wu Weiguo said with a frown. The Wu family has always been upright and honest, and would never commit fraud or cheat people out of money. "I'm just a driver, what do I know about roast duck?"
Mu Mingqiu had an expression of disbelief, but he patted his shoulder and consoled him, "Old Wu, I know that as a roast duck expert, you have the integrity to uphold. But you can be honest with me, and I won't reveal your identity."
"..." Wu Weiguo said, "No, it's really not roasted by me. I smell the aroma of roast duck because I bought roast duck from a street stall today, and that's how I got the smell!"
"Street stall?" Mu Mingqiu was stunned.
He stroked his chin and thought.
He smelled the fragrance when he entered the Bamboo Garden. Although Zhuyuan apparently forbids anyone from setting up stalls nearby, the delicious roast duck was sold out in just over ten minutes, and no one would have noticed...
Maybe what Wu Weiguo said is true.
"What roadside stall? What does the owner look like?" Mu Mingqiu asked half-doubtfully.
However, the next second, Wu Weiguo's words completely changed Mu Mingqiu's expression -
"Yes, it's a roadside stall," Wu Weiguo gestured sincerely, "The boss is called Xiao Lan, a little boy of three and a half years old, but his roast duck skills are so authentic!"
silence.
Endless silence.
"Old Wu..."
“Even if you wanted to deceive me, why didn’t you come up with a decent excuse?” Mu Mingqiu sneered and shook his head. “A three-year-old boy, roast duck?”
If it was just an ordinary roast duck, Mu Mingqiu might have believed it.
But the roast duck is so delicious.
It was so fragrant that just a whiff of it made Mu Mingqiu obsessed with it for so long.
Wu Weiguo said that this delicious roast duck was roasted by a three-and-a-half-year-old boy.
How is that possible? ? !
There has to be a limit to making up stories.
Looking at Mu Mingqiu's obviously distrustful look, Wu Weiguo felt like crying but had no tears. But all the excuses seemed extremely pale at this moment: "Master, what I said is true. There really is a three-year-old boy selling roast duck, right at the entrance of Zhuyuan..."
At this moment, he regretted very much that he was so busy eating the roast duck that he failed to take a photo of Boss Xiaolan selling roast duck.
That's better.
The young master is certain that Wu Weiguo is the genius chef who can make top-notch roast duck!
“Okay, okay, there is a three-and-a-half-year-old kid selling roast duck,” Mu Mingqiu echoed absentmindedly while calling the housekeeper:
"Butler, please help me prepare the tools for roasting duck, and prepare ten fresh ducks. I will bring a great chef home to make roast duck later. Yes, yes, yes, clean up the room, put cushions on the gold wire cage, and prepare anklets. We can't let Chef Wu get away."
Chef Wu: “…”
Wife, daughter, I may not be able to go back tonight...
Wu Weiguo thought painfully.
Other drivers eavesdropping:
"Oh my god, it's so exciting. He runs away and he chases. He can't escape even if he has wings."
"The Domineering Young Master Forces Love: The Divine Chef Driver Doesn't Think of Escape!"
"I have to say it, this old Wu doesn't even lie carefully. A three-year-old child can't even walk steadily. Who would believe him selling roast duck at a stall?"
"Being a driver is really a high-risk profession. It scares me so much that I'm sweating profusely."
A second before he was put into the car and taken away, Wu Weiguo was still wailing: "Master, Master, please believe me, it really wasn't me, it was that three and a half year old Little Blue boss!!!"
Mu Mingqiu pulled the corners of his lips and smiled evilly: "Whether it is you who made the roast duck, I can judge for myself——"
"Get in the car!"
At the same time, about one thousand meters away from Zhuyuan, in the Sunflower Kindergarten.
Unlike Wu Weiguo who is in dire straits, his youngest daughter Wu Tongtong is doing very well in kindergarten.
Wu Tongtong, holding a box of sliced roast duck, sat in the classroom like a kid king, being sought after by thousands of people.
——At the end of lunch break, as soon as Wu Tongtong walked into the classroom holding the roast duck she got from her father, she was surrounded by all the children.
Not only the children, but even the kindergarten teachers had wandering looks in the aroma of the roast duck and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
"These are the chocolates, biscuits, pencils, and erasers that my mother brought back from abroad. They are all for you."
"Princess Tongtong, please, just give me a lick of the roast duck!"
"What a delicious roast duck," a little girl with pigtails sucked her fingers, her eyes watery, "Please, Tongtong, aren't we best friends? I really want to eat it..."
The little girl is Wu Tongtong's good friend.
"I'll give you this piece because you're my good friend. I won't give it to anyone else!"
Wu Tongtong slowly opened the package box.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the roast duck. The skin of the roast duck was extremely shiny and crispy, and one could vaguely see the delicate duck meat underneath.
Even if it cools down a bit, it does not affect the attractive appearance of the roast duck.
Wu Tongtong dipped the roast duck in sauce, wrapped it with cucumber and green onion shreds, rolled it in a spring roll, and handed a piece to the little girl.
In the children's envious eyes, the girl took the roast duck and took a big bite.
The spring roll was very thin and chewy, and you could taste the crispy duck skin when you took a bite.
The fragrant fat under the roasted skin flows out, making the duck meat more tender. With every bite, the fat exudes a more tempting meaty aroma, but it is not greasy.
The duck skin and duck meat, crispy and tender, two completely different textures combined together, the girl ate it in big mouthfuls, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"It tastes better than it smells!"
Not to mention the sweet, sour and fragrant duck sauce, which has seeped into the duck skin and duck meat, accompanied by the fragrance of cucumber and onion, making it impossible to stop eating... After finishing a piece of roast duck, the girl was still licking her fingers with relish, reluctant to leave.
Seeing the girl eating so happily, the other children were so jealous that they tugged at Wu Tongtong's clothes pitifully:
"Princess Tongtong, please tell us where to buy the roast duck!"
The person who spoke was Huo Yan, the most arrogant kid in the class. In their Sunflower Class, Huo Yan has always been the center of attention. It is said that he has a distinguished family background and is the grandson of the Huo family, one of the top wealthy families in Beijing.
But even Huo Yan, who was always proud, couldn't help it at this moment. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the roast duck.
"Yes, yes."
“We want to eat too…”
Even the kindergarten teacher couldn't help but join in: "Tongtong, the teacher wants to eat too, just tell the teacher, okay?"
Looking at everyone's eager and longing eyes, Wu Tongtong was in a dilemma.
It's not that she wants to keep it secret.
But, she didn't know where her father bought the roast duck...
.
In the yard of the apartment rented by Ye Qingquan, a familiar scene appeared again.
In the sunshine, twenty ducks were neatly lined up on the chopping board.
The tender and cute little boy was wearing overalls, carrying a small stool, and diligently holding a straw, blowing air into the roast duck.
——I was in a hurry to set up the stall today and didn’t have time to do this step.
To have a really delicious roast duck, it is best to blow air into it six hours in advance to make the duck puff up. In order to further bring out the aroma of the roast duck, it is best to stuff some spices into the roast duck after blanching the skin.
Jian Yunlan prepared apples and onions, cut them into small pieces, mixed them with salt, pepper and spices, and then stuffed them into the belly of the roast duck.
In this way, the duck roasted later will have a richer fruity aroma and a richer taste.
Ye Qingquan stood under the eaves, looking at his beloved little son with a melancholy look.
His eyes were full of sorrow and confusion.
If anyone were to watch this, they would think that this is a loving father who cares about his child and is worried that his child may go astray.
But what Ye Qingquan was thinking was:
Why.
Such a delicious roast duck, why did I hesitate and miss the opportunity...
Tomorrow, he must not lose!
Ye Qingquan clenched his fist, made up his mind, and stepped forward:
"Baby, daddy will help you blow air."
The little boy looked at him and handed him a straw: "Here."
Before starting to blow air into the duck, Ye Qingquan took out his mobile phone, took a short video, and uploaded it to a certain audio platform.
——As a single father, Ye Qingquan was kept by Huo Ye right after he graduated, so he has never had a proper job.
Later, before going abroad, the old lady of the Huo family found him, told him the news that Huo Ye and Mu Mingqiu were about to get engaged, and gave him five million to let him leave Huo Ye.
But after three years of lavish child-rearing, the five million has gradually been used up.
In order to support himself and Lan Lan, Ye Qingquan casually opened an account, thinking that if it became popular, he could also make money by doing self-media and taking on some advertisements.
Yesterday, Ye Qingquan uploaded his first video, which was a video of him coaxing Lan Lan to sleep.
Just as many viewers of the Wanjie Live Broadcast Room expected, this video did not cause any waves once it was released. After all, it's such a weird fairy tale of "Snow White eating roast duck", and the faces of the father and son are blurred. It would be strange if such an ordinary video could go viral.
Big data divides sleep-to-sleep videos into the mother-and-baby track and pushes them to many viewers, but almost no viewers like or comment on them.
"I want to see tips on how to coax a three-year-old baby to sleep. Who wants to watch some weird Snow White story?" A mother holding a baby saw this video and showed a speechless expression. "Besides, she wanted to be a baby blogger, but she didn't even show the baby's face. Who knows, the baby might be extremely ugly."
Many viewers thought the same as she did and quickly scrolled past the strange video without giving it much thought.
But soon.
As Ye Qingquan released the second video, he captioned "My three and a half year old son set up a stall to sell roast duck, recording a vlog", and included tags such as "roast duck" and "roadside stall".
This video is classified into the category of food and street stall entrepreneurship.
In the video, a cute little boy squats on the ground and blows air into the roast duck. He then stuffs the duck with stuffing in a serious manner and pours boiling hot water on it. The skin of the duck swells up all of a sudden and the little boy then takes a brush and starts to brush the crispy water on it in a serious manner.
Many viewers were about to swipe away but couldn't help rubbing their eyes and watching the video again.
After watching it again, many viewers couldn't hold it in anymore.
Three and a half years old? ? ? Setting up a stall to sell roast duck? ? ? ! 】
[Is this true or not? I have saved fifty years of detours. This is (holding my head)]
[These days, baby-showing bloggers are so desperate to become famous that they don’t even bother to go offline. What does a three-year-old know about roast duck? This is just a gimmick for self-media to promote products...】
【Agree】
[=口= But this doll's movements look so professional, there's an inexplicable skill in them, the more I watch, the more I feel there's something there]
[Such a tiny kid, blowing air into the duck seriously, looks so cute (covering face) Baby, go for it! ! ! 】
[Roast duck, why is it roast duck again? I was traveling in Beijing today, and I smelled their Zhuyuan roast duck that costs 4,000 yuan per piece. It was so delicious that it almost made me lose my soul. When I got home and checked my phone, I was prompted with something about roast duck again.]
[Can this kid really make delicious roast duck by himself? I don't believe it.
[I want to see how such a young kid sets up a stall. Blogger, please share more videos so that we can also see what a three-year-old kid makes roast duck.]
[Curious +1, I want to see the roast duck in the oven...]
It's strange to say.
The video, which was ordinary in the cute baby track, was gradually attracting more and more viewers in the food track, accompanied by various voices of questioning, curiosity, admiration, and watching the fun.
Even that night, it exceeded 100,000 views and quietly made it to the hot list in the city!
Live broadcast room of all worlds.
Many viewers were shocked to see this inexplicable development.
[One hundred thousand views?] ? You told me this video has 100,000 views? ? ? ! ! ! 】
[Ye Qingquan took the first step to become a food blogger who shows off his baby (crossed out) orz]
[I can't believe qaq's neighbor, the child star named Bao Mianhua, showed shocking cuteness in the 'sleeping video', but because his face was blurred, the video has only 30,000 views so far. This is already the best among all the baby anchors]
[Is it possible that he can really make a name for himself on this crooked path and become a big star? (vomiting blood)]
[Even if you can become very popular, if you can't conquer Mu Mingqiu, you will still be eliminated, right? Baby Lanlan needs to work hard to meet Uncle Mu.]
[Speaking of which, what is Mu Mingqiu doing in this dimension? Why is he arguing with his driver, Old Wu...]
In the live broadcast room of 'Happy Little Blue', the audience was in chaos.
Yu Ming clicked into the live broadcast room at such a chaotic moment.
The plane of "Light in the Dark River".
Yu Ming stood on the balcony with an upright posture. Those eyes, which were always bright, were now shrouded in a mist of sadness.
"Boss Jian, where are you?" he murmured, "We are all looking for you..."
Compared with the diners of "Light in the Dark River", the diners of "Paranoia Monopoly" are considered lucky.
——At least, after losing Boss Jian, they can still watch Boss Jian’s live broadcast to satisfy their cravings.
And these customers of "Dark River Light" had just accepted the sad news that Boss Jian had left the dimension, but they couldn't even find Boss Jian's live broadcast room. They could only recall the delicious spicy hot pot and fried chicken and shed tears.
At this time, Jian Yunlan's fans had already searched through all the melodramatic literary works, but found nothing.
Until this moment.
With almost no expectations, Yu Ming casually clicked into the section called "Genius Baby Three and a Half Years Old"...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
