If this were the 21st century, everyone would prefer Shen Mianmian’s cooking because people who don’t worry about food and clothing don’t like to eat things that are too greasy.
But in this era, everyone seems to prefer what Boss Jia makes, because they usually don’t indulge in good food, and their stomachs lack oil and moisture.
Boss Jia was very satisfied with his cooking and hurriedly had his wife serve the fish. Those who were drinking saw the dish being brought in, couldn’t help but try a piece, and immediately praised how delicious it was.
A plate of fish didn’t last long before it was all eaten up.
Dazhuang had eaten here a few times, but it was his first time trying this fish. He couldn’t help but call the proprietress over again.
"Madame, what dish is this? How come I’ve never seen you make it before? It’s not even on the menu."
Hearing the praise, the proprietress was very happy, "This is a new dish at our restaurant, just launched today. You really came at the right time." That plate of fish wasn’t given out for nothing after all.
"Very good, very good." Wan Dongcheng also found it delicious, and with the wine in his system and seeing everyone’s praise, he waved grandly, "Madame, have Boss make another plate and bring it here."
The people at the other two tables couldn’t help but feel tempted when they saw this.
"Madame, we’ll have a plate too."
"Wife, we’ll take one over here as well."
"Right! Ok, please wait a moment! It will be out soon."
In just a while, four plates of meat dishes were sold, and the proprietress was over the moon with happiness.
Those who run restaurants know that once a dish becomes famous, many people will come to eat it. And when they come, they will surely order more than just one dish; other dishes get sold too.
And just like that, the business picks up, and the wallet fattens.
"Old Jia, hurry and make three more plates, everyone outside is waiting to eat."
Boss Jia had heard already, and he was already on it. He was so happy he couldn’t stop smiling and kept nodding, saying it would be ready soon.
"Uncle Jia, since you can make this now, I’ll head back first. Once you’ve bought the ingredients I mentioned, I’ll teach you how to make other dishes."
"Good, good, good." Boss Jia nodded repeatedly, "The kitchen is hot, you hurry back and cool off with the fan. Take the fish with you."
Shen Mianmian nodded and left with Boss Jia’s wife.
Dazhuang, who was talking, caught sight of Shen Mianmian coming out and his eyes lit up. He quickly nudged Wan Dongcheng next to him, gesturing for him to look at Shen Mianmian.
The kitchen was hot, and Shen Mianmian was sweating, her bangs sticking to her face. Her cheeks were flushed from the heat, which made her look not just pretty but also added a touch of allure, something that was not often seen.
She had that kind of pure and innocent beauty.
Initially indifferent, Wan Dongcheng glanced at Shen Mianmian and was about to look away and mock Dazhuang, but his gaze suddenly froze on her.
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Shen Mianmian also saw Wan Dongcheng at that moment, their eyes met, and she was momentarily startled, pausing mid-step. She hadn’t noticed him when she came in; apparently, he hadn’t been there long.
Licheng was only so big; running into each other wasn’t anything unusual. She shifted her gaze, intending to pretend she didn’t recognize him, but then she heard him suddenly speak.
"Mianmian, what a coincidence!"
Dazhuang had wanted to remind Wan Dongcheng not to stare at the young lady, to avoid trouble from her brother, but then he heard him greeting her and couldn’t help but ask in surprise, "You know each other?"