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But would a chef from Hunan Cuisine be afraid of frying chili peppers? Shi Tian was genuinely curious about how Yi Laotou would handle San Shixiong; it probably wouldn’t be by frying chili peppers! As for Hunan Cuisine, I’m not cut out for it; it’s best if I never touch it in my lifetime! Xiao Feng didn’t care much for Shi Tian’s words.
“Boss, is there anything else to do here? If not, I’ll head back to Sanya tomorrow!” After a few days of fun, Shi Tian was once again taking Sun Lang out to sea for three days. Xiao Yu had already called him several times.
A business trip is quite enjoyable, but the return could be troublesome. After so many days, he had promised Xiao Yu numerous favors, and he expected to face some hardship upon returning.
“Alright, you can go back tomorrow! If you don’t, Sun Lang will probably come after you with a knife.” Sun Lang was heading to Hangzhou, and this time he might bring Su Xueyi along. The shop in Sanya was already on the right track, and Su Xueyi was confident about opening a store in Hangzhou.
After finishing their meal, Shi Tian led Li Ziyu back to the courtyard in front of Old Zhou’s place. Everything had been tidied up, and the two of them would be staying here for the next few days. Li Ziyu had long yearned for this house, and now she finally moved in.
Running up to the second floor, as soon as they opened the small wooden window, the night in Cha Dong was as quiet as that of Sanya’s villa area. Once the lights were off in the room, they sat by the window, watching the river flow gently under the moonlight. They sat there for half an hour; aside from feeling a bit cold, it was quite enjoyable.
To help Aunt Huang open a shop, Li Ziyu had called Fei Fei over. The decision to open this shop was somewhat impulsive, but they still needed to earn whatever money they could.
“Uncle Zhou, Xiao Yu and Aunt Huang rented the shop next door; Aunt Huang is busy with renovations right now!” While pointing at Old Zhou’s Beer Duck dish, Shi Tian casually mentioned it.
“Are they opening a shop too? What kind?” Reflecting on the process of making Beer Duck that he had just gone through with Shi Tian, he found himself still digesting all the information.
“A Sichuan Restaurant that serves home-cooked dishes.”
“Old Zhou, Xiao Yu caught a cold last night; Aunt Huang is alone overseeing the renovations next door! Aren’t you going to seize such a good opportunity? Little Rich Wife, where’s Jiao Qi?”
To get Old Zhou to help supervise the renovations at the neighboring Sichuan Restaurant, Shi Tian directly tempted him with thoughts of Aunt Huang.
Li Ziyu wanted to lean out the window to stargaze last night. She saw the stars but ended up catching a cold and running a high fever; Shi Tian needed to hurry back to take care of her.
With that said, Old Zhou finally understood what was going on.
“Xiao Tian, I’ll go help out first. Remember to lock up when you leave.” Once Aunt Huang’s shop was rented out, Old Zhou was energized. With his own shop tidied up, he decided to help Aunt Huang with the Sichuan Restaurant renovations!
On the surface, he expressed gratitude to Shi Tian for teaching him culinary skills and helping Li Ziyu renovate the shop, but in reality, it was all for Little Rich Wife, especially the name Jiao Qi.
After staying in Cha Dong for a while, Li Ziyu's cold finally subsided. Aunt Huang and Old Zhou had improved their cooking skills significantly; at least in this small town, both shops had established a stable foothold technically.
Once Li Ziyu recovered, he quickly booked a ticket to Hangzhou. Sun Lang had already passed two days; he called last night to inform that he had received the generous gift from Li Yunfei on behalf of Shi Tian.
He slipped into Aunt Huang's chicken coop, where there were two ducks and two chickens. He tossed a red envelope into Aunt Huang's house as a passing gift for Li Fei and Li Yunlong.
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