Chapter 4 A beautiful farm owner in Guangdong makes braised pig's feet with ginger for Ai Yong (4)



"Um, I... I don't remember that menu, Auntie." Chi Yuan swallowed hard and slowly handed over the menu.

"Oh..." The boy nodded thoughtfully.

"Is this your first time eating at my restaurant?" The boy glanced at the menu on the waiter's plate, his beautiful eyes fixed on Chi Yuan.

“Yes…” Chi Yuan suppressed his excitement and put on a charming smile.

"No wonder you're so good at eating noodles!" The boy smiled broadly, his cheeks seemingly flushed.

After exchanging a few words, Shen Yulou went into the kitchen to start cooking.

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The moment Chi Yuan turned his head, his originally polite and somewhat aloof smile instantly stretched to the back of his ears, and his handsome face was already flushed.

If he were a train, there's no doubt that steam would be billowing from his ears.

On his way back, Shen Yulou's face kept flashing through his mind, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"What's wrong? Are you in heat?" Liu Yaozu shuddered as he watched his friend walk back, his face flushed and his smile radiant.

Upon hearing this, Chi Yuan immediately gave him the middle finger and sat down in his seat without hesitation, quickly typing on his phone.

Upon closer inspection, the search bar on the KK browser prominently featured a list of questions: "How to win over a handsome guy?", "How to win over a beautiful chef?", "How to get a chef's attention?", "How to make someone you like fall in love with you?", "If I spend a lot of money on him, will he like me?", and "What do Cantonese chefs like most?"

After a series of searches, Chi Yuan's fingers flew across his phone's memo app as he formulated his plan to pursue love.

Unfortunately, despite racking my brains, I hadn't even written down the third point in the plan when the waitress started serving the dishes.

"White-cut chicken, roast goose, stir-fried duck with perilla, blanched bok choy, steamed crispy grass carp, duck soup with cordyceps, eel porridge..." The auntie crossed out the names of the dishes on the small invoices attached to the menu with a ballpoint pen as she served the dishes.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yaozu and Chi Yuan quickly called their parents and asked them to come home for dinner.

After finishing the call, the two picked up bowls and began filling them with soup.

"Ah...so fresh and sweet!" The parents of both families picked up their bowls and took a sip as soon as they got back, praising the freshness of the ingredients.

The two families then began to eat and chat, discussing everything from the location and environment of the farmhouse restaurant to the authenticity of the dishes, then their ratings of various farmhouse restaurants, and finally turning to their business dealings.

Chi Yuan and Liu Yaozu, the two younger generation, occasionally chimed in with a few words, but spent the rest of the time burying themselves in their food.

Liu Yaozu simply enjoys eating, while Chi Yuan's mind is filled with thoughts of his sweetheart.

"Hello, our boss said he'd like to give you a complimentary serving of pig's feet with ginger, which he personally cooked. It's one of our signature dishes." The aunt quickly brought over a clay pot with her bare hands.

Lifting the lid, a unique sour aroma spreads throughout the pot.

"When I was in confinement after giving birth to my son, my mother-in-law and my mother loved to make pig's feet and ginger soup and chicken soup for me to eat at the postpartum center." Chi's mother shared with Liu's mother, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

"Me too, it's been so long since I've smelled such an authentic flavor!" Liu's mother nodded in agreement.

The two were drinking and sighing as they went, and the next second Chi Yuan also scooped up a bowl.

"Wow, is this a ghost? Don't you not drink vinegar?" Liu Yaozu stared wide-eyed at Chi Yuan's actions. Chi Yuan had a light diet and never liked strong-flavored dishes.

"I want to try it today." Chi Yuan gulped it down, feeling as if his throat was being pricked by countless needles because of the sourness, but he pretended that nothing had happened.

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