Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

"Boss, this dish of Zhang Ju is so tender! The one we had at Zui Chun Feng last time was so tender that even after we chewed it to pieces, the meat still remained intact." A big man in a gray short coat praised generously, and the chopsticks in his hand flew faster than he danced with a sword.

"Third brother, you only eat half a plate, what are we going to eat?" Chen Baxing glanced at him speechlessly.

"Big brother is right! Third brother, you can't eat alone every time!"

"Isn't there still half a plate? I'll just eat something else! Waiter, give me another bowl of rice! No, two bowls!" Chen Sanxing raised his hands high, and snorted three times in his heart in dissatisfaction: It is the early bird catches the worm, who told you to dawdle!

"Give me two more bowls! This abalone and braised pork goes really well with rice!" Chen Sixing quickly followed suit. Then he looked down and saw that the last large piece of meat on the plate was gone. He was so angry that he was about to curse when he saw Chen Baxing biting into the "delicious" thing with his mouth full of oil. With a helpless pout, he scooped two spoonfuls of broth into the bowl and finished it with the remaining rice.

Ming Qi grinned from ear to ear. Zuixianlou was a bustling business. He quickly ran to the kitchen to relay the diners' feedback to Ruan Chuyin, his praise pouring out like a torrent of water. Over two hundred praiseful words flowed without a trace of weight, causing Ruan Chuyin to tremble slightly. Her head drooped lower and lower, wishing she could dig deep into the ground and bury herself. When she looked up again, she saw Ming Qi lightly walking out, lifting a large pot of rice in one hand. Her pupils suddenly dilated, and she was stunned.

"Hercules!" Her eyes lit up with admiration. This arm strength was much stronger than Popeye the Sailor, and he didn't even need to eat spinach.

"Miss Ruan, I am stronger than Ming Qi. I can lift two pots with one hand."

"Miss Ruan, I can lift four pots."

"I can lift eight pots."

"Mingjiu, why don't you show us the eight pots!"

The kitchen erupted in excitement. The young men, each vying for supremacy, fought fiercely. To prove their supremacy, they hefted every heavy object in the room onto their shoulders, occasionally tossing them into the air and then catching them firmly, a display of acrobatic prowess.

The magnificent "performances" followed one after another, making Ruan Chuyin dazzled and reluctant to blink.

"Are you guys being naughty again? Don't you see there are so many pots and pans waiting to be washed?" Xu Chunfang walked in at some point and looked at the messy kitchen. His eyes were dark and he got furious.

"Auntie Xu, they've just finished their work." Ruan Chuyin hurried to help them out. She was just enjoying the show and wanted to watch more.

"Miss Ruan is really kind-hearted. Are you tired today? I made some iced sour plum soup. Come and try it." Xu Chunfang put the kettle in her hand on the stove and poured a bowl for Ruan Chuyin.

The sun was scorching outside and the smoke from the kitchen had just faded. After finishing a bowl of soup, the heat in my body was instantly dispelled and I felt more energetic.

Seeing the guys trying to suppress their greed, Xu Chunfang chuckled and poured a bowl for each of them.

"Aunt Xu, the sour plum soup you make is so delicious, even better than the one at Chunfeng Teahouse." Ruan Chuyin suddenly thought of Qin Guanzhi and A Yu, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"If you like it, I'll make some more and put it in the kitchen later." Xu Chunfang was known for her sour plum soup. She knew Ruan Chuyin was the boss's favorite and had the final say in Zuixianlou.

"Miss Ruan, the Chunfeng Teahouse you just mentioned is the Chunfeng Teahouse in Dayong?" Ming Qi once went to Wushui Town to carry out a mission and had a drink there once.

"Yes." Ruan Chuyin did not deny it, but did not say much.

"Miss Ruan, Miss Ruan!"

At this moment, Ming Ba rushed in.

"What happened?" Ruan Chuyin asked nervously.

"The diners outside were satisfied with the meal and said they wanted to meet the chef here." Ming Ba said with embarrassment.

Xu Chunfang immediately became alert when she heard this: "Did you tell them that the chef here is Miss Ruan?"

"No, no, I didn't say anything." Ming Ba waved his hands repeatedly. How could he dare to say such words?

Ruan Chuyin pondered for a while, took out the veil from her sleeve pocket, and said, "Then... I'll go out and take a look." There were so many people in the building, she felt that there should be no problem.

"How about I go?" Ming Jiu volunteered.

"Does he look like one?" Ming Qi immediately poured cold water on him. He was clean-shaven, with a scholarly air, and only with the skirt draped over him did he resemble a chef.

"I'll go." Xu Chunfang pondered in her heart: a young man couldn't handle the situation, and Miss Ruan was even less suitable. Then she turned around and went to the lobby with Ming Ba.

The eight strong men were very satisfied with the meal. When they saw that the chef of Zuixianlou was a plump old woman, they were stunned for a long time without saying a word.

"Are you enjoying your stay, sir?" Xu Chunfang asked with a smile, but her eyes were sharp and directed at Chen Baxing who was in the lead.

The diner was a big, strong man with an unshaven beard and a black mole on his forehead, which was in the same position as the one on her husband's forehead.

"Satisfied, satisfied! Your cooking is absolutely amazing!" Chen Baxing had a lot to say, but now he didn't know where to start. He had traveled extensively for most of his life, and this was the first time he'd met a woman with such excellent cooking skills. Seeing that she wasn't too old, he was inexplicably compelled to introduce himself.

Chen Baxing's seven brothers looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Xu Chunfang's eyes turned cold, and her face darkened instantly. She interrupted coldly, "Lady Chen, twelve dishes, two jars of wine, a total of two hundred and fifty taels of silver."

There was a brief silence in the lobby.

Chen Baxing felt humiliated and his face turned purple.

Chen Sanxing quickly took out three hundred taels of silver notes and put them on the table to smooth things over, saying, "Auntie, no need to give me the change. The dishes at Zuixianlou are very much to our liking. We will come again next time we pass by!" After saying that, he winked at his brothers, and they surrounded their boss and left the restaurant, chatting with each other.

Xu Chunfang picked up the three hundred taels of silver note, flicked it twice with his fingers, and his anger subsided.

The toad wants to eat swan meat, but doesn't he even look at what he looks like? He's even sloppier than her husband, and he dares to set his sights on her! The next time I see them, I'll kill them!

Ming Ba looked at Xu Chunfang's domineering back as she left, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never marry someone as fierce as her in the future.

When Ruan Chuyin got the "opening victory", she felt extremely proud.

As the saying goes, “No pain, no gain.” I believe Zuixianlou will continue to get better and better.

"Everyone has worked hard today. I will make a good meal for everyone and we can eat it ourselves!"

Ruan Chuyin's proposal was supported by everyone.

They had already been intoxicated by the mysterious aroma and couldn't tell north from south. Thinking that they would have something to eat soon, they became like chickens with their blood injected, and the kitchen became bustling again.

Zuixianlou's business seemed to have really benefited from the good start of the year, and in the evening, four or five more customers came in one after another. Although the number of people was small, it was a good start.

After tasting Ruan Chuyin's dishes, several guests exclaimed in delight. Word spread quickly that Zuixianlou had a legendary chef.

The next day, the number of diners going to the building to dine suddenly increased, and the banknotes earned grew thicker and thicker without anyone noticing.

One family is happy, while others are sad, and soon trouble comes knocking.