Reborn in 95, I unearthed a gold mine after the family split up.

Seeing Dong Qichang and his wife squatting on the ground with worried expressions, Zhang Dong comforted them instead.

"Brother and sister-in-law, don't be too anxious. There's always a way out. I don't believe that we'll be eating hairy meat if we don't have Zhang the butcher."

"Next, I'll go find other chefs..."

Hearing Zhang Dong say these words in a firm tone, the couple still looked worried.

Dong Qichang said angrily, "Brother, you have no idea how outrageous this bastard is. He not only took away two chefs, but also made those chefs take away the vegetable handlers and two other kitchen helpers."

"To put it bluntly, our restaurant is now completely paralyzed."

After hearing the couple explain the situation, Zhang Dong nodded.

The quality of a restaurant's dishes depends on the kitchen, and the key lies with the chefs. A good chef can be the backbone of the entire restaurant.

Dong Liangwei did this to make their restaurant unable to continue operating.

Thinking this to himself, Zhang Dong revealed a faint smile on his face.

Do you really think you can stump yourself like that? Ridiculous.

"Brother and sister-in-law, don't just stand there. Quickly put up the 'Closed for Business' sign so that no customers will come."

"Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if customers came to patronize our restaurant but we didn't have a chef."

Upon hearing Zhang Dong's reminder, the couple hurriedly grabbed red paper and a brush and had someone write a notice of business closure.

After the poster was put up, the surrounding shops also learned about the changes that had happened to their restaurant, and they were all very moved.

"Isn't Dong Qichang's son such a scoundrel? Isn't he afraid that his son might be born without an anus?"

"Exactly, I can't stand this kind of bastard who kicks the bucket after getting what he deserves. Zhang Dong saved their family from a crisis back then, but now this kid is backing down and doing nothing. It's so unfair. We should never associate with people like that."

"Yes, yes, this kind of person has no morals at all, he's a piece of scum."

Listening to the crowd talking about their son, Dong Qichang and his wife stood aside, their faces full of shame.

They also felt ashamed to face Zhang Dong, since it was their own son who had done this.

Seeing the couple's embarrassment, Zhang Dong once again offered them kind words of comfort.

"Brother, sister-in-law, if it really doesn't work, you should go home first. There's no use staying here. After all, we don't have a chef, and there's no need for us to stay any longer. I'll go back too and think of another way."

Upon hearing Zhang Dong's words, Dong Qichang and his wife quickly left the restaurant looking dejected.

Zhang Dong returned home and pondered how to solve the problem at hand while drinking tea.

Now that all the chefs have left, the only option left is to rehire chefs and kitchen staff.

The chefs hired should ideally be better than the current ones.

If it can't compare to its previous level, then the number of customers at their restaurant will definitely drop rapidly.

Finding a renowned chef is no easy task.

Left with no other option, Zhang Dong sent a letter to his business partners, asking them to keep an eye out for famous chefs, assuring them he wasn't afraid to spend the money.

A few days later, one of his distributors told him that he had a friend who was a very famous chef.

However, a few years ago, the other party had been imprisoned for fighting.

After being released from prison, he couldn't find a job and stayed at home idly.

He asked Zhang Dong if he dared to hire someone with such a criminal record.

Zhang Dong burst into laughter on the spot: "Do you think I'm that timid? So what if I've been to jail? Haven't you heard the saying 'a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold'?"

"As long as the other party has excellent cooking skills and can cook delicious meals, what's there to be afraid of if they have been to prison before?"

Upon hearing Zhang Dong's words, the business partner couldn't help but give Zhang Dong a thumbs up.

"Mr. Zhang is truly young and promising. With your insight, your future development is limitless. Generally speaking, who would want to hire someone who has been to prison?"

Zhang Dong smiled faintly: "Everyone makes mistakes. Come on, take me to meet your friend."

"Okay, brother, my friend has a nickname, he's called Brother Knife."

"What, Brother Dao? Is that a name in the martial arts world?" Zhang Dong asked in confusion.

"Haha, I guess so. It's mainly because he's incredibly skilled with a kitchen knife, his knife skills are superb, that's why he has that nickname."

"Wow, that's impressive. Your friend really has such a nickname, which means his cooking skills are quite remarkable."

Zhang Dong's words made the distributor burst into laughter: "Anyway, I just feel that even ordinary vegetables taste especially good after he handles them."

Zhang Dong knew this skill; it was called turning the rotten into the miraculous.

If it's as my distributor friend said, then I have to hire this chef.

The distributor led Zhang Dong to meet the chef who had just been released from prison.

Upon entering the other person's yard, they discovered that the other person was building a handcart.

It turns out the other person was a carpenter.

Zhang Dong saw that the man was over 40 years old, with a long face, a weathered look, and a stubble beard.

Seeing this, the distributor looked puzzled.

"Hey Dao, are you planning to smuggle a handcart?"

Seeing his friend leading other people over, Dao Ge was also very puzzled.

He frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Dong, and then responded to his good friend's question.

"I was just bored and wanted to set up a roadside stall."

"What? Brother Dao, you're going to set up a roadside stall?"

The man called Brother Dao smiled and nodded: "Yes, I want to open a roadside stall and sell wontons or something."

The developer friend burst out laughing and turned to look at Zhang Dong.

“Brother Zhang Dong, this is my friend.”

"It seems we arrived just in time. If we had waited until their wonton stall opened, it would have been much harder to negotiate."

After the dealers introduced themselves and exchanged pleasantries, Zhang Dong followed Brother Dao into his house.

After understanding Zhang Dong's purpose, he wanted to hire him as a chef at his restaurant.

Now it was Brother Dao's turn to be surprised.

"I mean, you haven't made a mistake, have you?"

“After I got out of prison, I went to their homes, but they all turned me away, saying that I was a former convict and no one dared to hire me.”

"You actually came to me on your own initiative, wanting me to be your restaurant's chef. You should think this through."

As he said this, Brother Dao looked at his friend with some dissatisfaction.

That implies that one shouldn't hide their imprisonment from others, causing them to make a wasted trip.

Zhang Dong's distributor friend burst out laughing.

"Haha, Brother Dao, don't let Zhang Dong's young age fool you. After I told him about your situation, he didn't care whether you'd been to jail or not. He just wanted to see how good your cooking is."

After hearing his friend explain the situation, Dao Ge was also surprised.