Chapter 6 How despicable! My cousin didn't give a single flaw! (Revised) ...
Xie Yuehua couldn't stop smiling: "Cousin, I told you you should have admitted your mistake sooner..."
As he was speaking, he felt a tickling sensation on his waist; it was his attendant, Dao Yi, frantically poking him.
Xie Yuehua turned around suspiciously, only to see that all the light spots on the previously dim Origin Tracing Disc had lit up.
Not one was missing; they all lit up.
This confirms that the verification is true and that the handwriting was taken no more than one day ago.
Third Uncle said awkwardly, "Yuehua, you may not be very familiar with the traceability disk. It's like this, and testing takes time."
The traceability disks are also graded, and the one Xie Yuehua provided is not high-grade, so the response is naturally slower. You get what you pay for.
Ultimately, why is this child so impatient? He's already rushing to make a judgment before the results are even out.
Xie Yuehua stared at the result, still completely bewildered, as if she hadn't heard her third uncle's words of comfort.
How could this be? Could it be that my third uncle's method was flawed, causing the tracing disk to not give the correct result?
He suspected it, but dared not say it.
Having already offended the first wife's family, how could he dare to offend the third wife's family as well?
The elders standing nearby began to smooth things over, saying it was just a misunderstanding and that it was all cleared up now, so there was no need to take it to heart.
Xie Yuehua, however, sensed the elders' dissatisfaction with him from these words.
If Xie Jiaoyue is fine, then wouldn't he be the one with the problem?
No, no, no, that won't do.
There are other ways; he will surely find other weaknesses in Xie Jiaoyue's defenses.
Yes! Acquire restaurants!
Didn't Xie Jiaoyue say she came out to inspect this restaurant? He knew very well that Xie Jiaoyue was completely ignorant of various industries, and knew nothing about Fulai Restaurant, so Xie Jiaoyue's excuse was completely untenable.
If he points this out, then today's situation is evenly matched between them, and he hasn't suffered any loss.
Xie Yuehua stared intently at Xie Jiaoyue, this time not even calling her "cousin" but addressing her by her first name: "Xie Jiaoyue, what brings you to Fucheng?"
"Naturally, it's an investigation."
Xie Yuehua elaborated on the word "inspection": "So, after inspecting the restaurant, you felt it had great potential and acquired it? Then tell me, what did you inspect?"
Although Xie Yuehua asked the question, Xie Jiaoyue answered it to Gong Shirao.
She led Gong Shirao by the hand to the central table, pressed her down to sit, and began to introduce herself with dramatic intonation.
"Look at this location. It's right in the center of Fucheng. The bustling traffic means that pure energy is flowing, and this pure energy flows through the main gate directly to the restaurant's 'wealth eye.' The location of the wealth eye is right in front of the kitchen door. This restaurant is famous for its food, which means that its 'wealth eye' was chosen very well. That's why the restaurant is always packed with customers and has a never-ending business."
Xie Jiaoyue didn't understand feng shui, but Hou Feiyang knew a little bit, which was perfect for her to learn and apply on the spot. She added her own embellishments to Hou Feiyang's explanation, exaggerating the feng shui of the restaurant to the heavens and the earth, as if possessing it would elevate the Xie family to a higher level.
She spoke until her throat was dry, and finally concluded: "After I came to Fucheng, I inquired and searched extensively, and learned from experts before finally deciding to buy this place."
This explains why she, someone who has never studied feng shui or divination, could say so much—because she had done her research!
As for whether what she said is right or wrong, as long as it is three-tenths right, it means that she is not making up excuses. The remaining seven-tenths wrong is just because she is young and easily deceived by others.
She smiled shyly at Gong Shirao and said, "Mother, you always say that I don't do anything productive at home and can't do anything right, so I want to do something to prove myself."
Gong Shirao's expression became increasingly gentle.
Xie Yuehua, standing to the side, had no idea that Xie Jiaoyue seemed to have actually done some research.
His tone became somewhat stammering, but he still refused to admit his mistake and wanted to make one last attempt: "These mysterious and esoteric things don't count."
He pointed to the pile of dishes on the table and posed a new question: "Tell me, if you're so capable, what is the signature dish of this Fulai Restaurant?"
Gong Shirao finally broke her silence, her tone carrying a hidden threat: "Xie Yuehua, once or twice is fine, but a third time is pointless."
Xie Jiaoyue gently patted Gong Shirao's back to help her catch her breath: "It's alright, Mother. I can answer my cousin's last question."
Gong Shirao lowered her eyes and warned Xie Yuehua: "Fine, but this is the last time."
Xie Jiaoyue's slender fingers traced the dishes on the table one by one, as if she was thinking and making a choice. Finally, she stopped on a plate of bright green leafy vegetables.
"This is it."
Stir-fried seasonal vegetables.
The lush green vegetable leaves are covered with a thin layer of clear oil. Although the tender green color is not as good as when it is fresh out of the pot, it is still pleasing to the eye.
It looks nice, but it's still just a stir-fried vegetable dish.
Xie Yuehua felt he had found Xie Jiaoyue's weakness once again. He glanced at the stir-fried vegetables several times and thought Xie Jiaoyue was being ridiculous.
Every restaurant's signature dish is either abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, or fish, or at least chicken, duck, or meat. What restaurant's signature dish is a plain, unremarkable green vegetable leaf? Are you kidding me? Do you want to quit?
"Xie Jiaoyue, you really are a pampered young lady, completely ignorant of worldly matters."
To reinforce her point, Xie Yuehua pulled over a nearby diner and asked, "What do you think is this restaurant's signature dish?"
The diners' answers varied widely, some saying it was Eight Treasure Duck, others saying it was Braised Three Delicacies in Vinegar, but no one seemed to think that stir-fried seasonal vegetables were the signature dish of Fu Lai Restaurant.
Most of them are people who are busy making a living. When they finally get to eat out, they want to treat themselves to some fresh fish and meat. In their eyes, those are the signature dishes of Fulai Restaurant.
Xie Yuehua seemed to have been scared by the reversals, and this time he wanted to completely destroy Xie Jiaoyue. Therefore, before Xie Jiaoyue could refute him, he opened the kitchen door again: "Where is your head chef? Let him come out."
A kind, plump old man with a cane walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he appeared, he looked at Xie Jiaoyue with a smile, his curved eyebrows and eyes showing a kind and benevolent expression.
Xie Jiaoyue bowed to the chubby grandpa from afar; she always respected people who could cook delicious food.
Urged on by Xie Yuehua, the head chef stood in front of a table laden with dishes.
He spoke, his voice booming: "The dishes at Fulai Restaurant are all of the finest quality; otherwise, how could they attract discerning diners from all over the country?"
Xie Yuehua, impatient with all this, said, "Just tell me, which one is your best signature dish?"
The head chef remained calm and commented on everyone's answers one by one: "Eight Treasure Duck is the most time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it uses many precious ingredients that nourish the body. Of course, it is one of the signature dishes of Fu Lai Restaurant; Braised Three Delicacies in Vinegar uses the freshest seasonal vegetables and river delicacies, which are only available for one month each year. It is exceptionally delicious. This guest also has a good palate."
After the chef finished speaking, the two diners who had just answered relaxed, feeling that they had been recognized and were extremely happy.
"However, these may be my signature dishes, but they are not what I am most skilled at, and naturally they cannot be considered my best dishes. They do not meet your question."
"The best signature dish at Fulai Restaurant is stir-fried seasonal vegetables."
This time, the head chef didn't explain the reason; he simply couldn't help but step forward and grasp Xie Jiaoyue's hand: "Miss Jiaoyue is a kindred spirit to me."
As he spoke, he wiped away a tear: "At my advanced age, I have finally met someone who truly understands the charm of this dish." He picked up the spirit stone on the table, "From now on, this restaurant will be handed over to Miss Jiaoyue. I believe that you will be the most suitable owner for this restaurant."
As both the head chef and the owner, he had long felt overwhelmed and had been secretly looking for a buyer. Over the years, many people had considered buying Fu Lai Restaurant.
But he never agreed, because he hoped that he could hand over the restaurant to someone who truly understood him before he died.
I'm so touched, he actually got what he was waiting for!
"However, there is a condition."
Xie Jiaoyue seemed to know what the head chef was thinking and said, "Although Jiaoyue is fortunate to have bought the restaurant, she does not want the restaurant to lose you. From now on, you can focus on researching dishes in the kitchen and leave everything else to me."
"Very good, very good." The head chef said "very good" several times in a row. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"
Xie Yuehua's face flushed red and then turned pale, and she could no longer utter a word of rebuttal.
She's gained the approval of both the head chef and the manager, so who can question the results of Xie Jiaoyue's inspection? Who can claim to know this place better than the head chef of Fulai Restaurant?
After a lively day, it was already dark when Xie Jiaoyue returned to the Xie clan's territory with the Xie family.
Just as the group was about to go their separate ways, Xie Jiaoyue spoke up: "Cousin, have you forgotten something?"
Xie Yuehua looked back in confusion.
Xie Jiaoyue complained aggrievedly, "There are many rumors circulating in the family that are detrimental to me. Doesn't my cousin want to clear them up for me?"
“My cousin promised to apologize to me in front of everyone.”
Xie Yuehua was stunned. He thought the apology would only be given in front of the main branch of the family, not in front of a large crowd of people coming and going.
If that's the case, wouldn't all the good reputation he's built up over the years be ruined?
Xie Yuehua grew increasingly frightened. Finally, he set aside his pride and approached Xie Jiaoyue, pleading in a low voice, "Cousin, you and your cousin have always been the closest, haven't you? Can't you just let your cousin off the hook? Can you bear to see your cousin so humiliated?"
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