Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

"It smells so good!" Mo Ru's roommates came over after smelling the aroma, and they took one and ate it each.

"Where did Weiden pack this from? It's absolutely amazing!"

Mo Ru smiled reservedly: "He said his mother made it herself."

"Wow, his mother's cooking skills are so good! Mo Ru, you will be in for a treat in the future."

Mo Ru picked up a small fish curiously and couldn't help but wonder, is it really that delicious?
Then, as soon as I took a bite, I was amazed. Everything else I ate was delicious too. Unfortunately, I had just eaten too many oranges and drank a whole bottle of coconut water, and now my stomach can’t take any more.

"Now if only I had a bowl of rice, along with two pieces of braised pork, I could eat it all night long."

"These leftovers should be able to be saved for tomorrow!"

"Oh, Mo Ru, why didn't you open it just now? We ate so many oranges and now we can't eat any more."

Mo Ru herself felt a little regretful. How could she know that Wei Deng’s mother’s cooking skills were as good as he said?

"Eh? Songji Snacks?" A roommate noticed the words printed on the packaging bag and curiously posted, "Could this Songji Snacks be the shop opened by Wei Deng's mother?"

"Do you know Song Kee Snacks? Is it famous?"

As another roommate asked a question, Mo Ru also pricked up his ears.

"Haven't you seen the post? Songji Snacks is a popular shop in the old city. I heard that it's cheap and good quality, and there are people lining up every day." The roommate found the post he had seen and said, "Look, the meat patties sold in Songji Snacks are exactly the same as the ones Wei Deng sent over today, right?"

"It's true. The packaging is right, and the taste is just as good as what is said in this post. It must be right."

"I never knew that Weiden's family is really rich. With such a big store and such a long queue every day, how much money do they make?"

Mo Ru's eyes flickered, hiding his inner excitement: "Maybe Wei Deng's mother bought it here? Or maybe Wei Deng's mother works here, so this may not be Wei Deng's store."

Her roommate blinked at her and said, "Whether it's true or not, why don't you just ask Wei Deng next time? Or if you're embarrassed to ask directly, just ask him what his mother's last name is. We can be sure that if his mother's last name is Song, then our guess is definitely correct."

After hearing this, Mo Ru actually asked, saying that if they met him next time, he didn't know what to call him.

Wei Deng was stupid, or he was focused on Mo Ru now. Mo Ru believed everything he said: "My mother's last name is Song. She would be very happy if she saw you."

"Then I will visit Auntie next time I have the chance. I just don't know when she will have time."

Wei Deng was very happy to see the news, but when he thought about his mother who didn't seem to be happy about him having a girlfriend right now, he tactfully said that his mother was very busy at work and would talk about it when she was free. However, he didn't know that it was just such a foolish remark that made Mo Ru directly believe that his mother was the owner of Song's Snacks.

After washing up and lying on the bed, Mo Ru was still searching for posts about Songji snacks. Unexpectedly, she found quite a few. Most of them were positive reviews, while there were also some complaints about the difficulty in queuing and the limited snacks that could not be bought.

She really didn't expect that Wei Deng's family actually ran a business. Just this storefront must cost a lot of rent a month! With such a booming business, how much can they earn a month?
Wei Deng kept it a secret! He didn't even tell his girlfriend. If it weren't for his roommate's love of searching for delicious food online, who knows how long Wei Deng would have kept it a secret.

Mo Ru didn't know, and even Wei Deng himself didn't know, that his mother not only opened a store, but also had extremely good business.

The next day, Weiden clearly felt that Mo Ru's attitude towards him became closer. Was it because of the snacks made by his mother?
"Since you like it so much, I'll bring it to you next time. But your roommates are really picky. They reject such delicious food. They need all kinds of delicacies to satisfy them!"

Mo Ru's smile froze for a moment. She couldn't admit that she hadn't opened the food yet and lied, so she explained in a low voice: "People have different tastes. Please don't say these things in front of my roommates, otherwise how can I get along with them?"

Weiden naturally did not refuse her request: "Okay, I won't tell you. I'll just not bring it to them next time."

Mo Ru could only nod, but she felt a little uncomfortable. Her roommates praised her again and again yesterday. Next time, Wei Deng would only bring her food. Would she really not give it to her roommates? But if she gave it to them, she wouldn't be able to eat much.

We still have to blame Wei Deng. It's his fault for not telling him first that his mother owns a shop. That way I wouldn't be so repulsive.

On the other side of the city, Song Xia started a new round of busyness. Perhaps it was because it was Sunday off, so even though there were no opening discounts on Monday, it was still very popular.

The best-selling item in the store is soup, because anyone who knows how to eat will know the value of the clay pot soup made by Song Xia herself. Not only is it delicious and affordable, but more importantly, she uses clean ingredients and stews it fresh every day.

Mr. Zhao comes here almost every day. Not only him, but his family members also come here when they are free, and they have brought many repeat customers to Song Xia.

Many of the guests he brought discussed with Song Xia about opening a high-end restaurant, and the conditions they offered were very attractive, but in the end they were all rejected by Song Xia.

"I don't have the energy for the moment. My shop has just opened. I don't want to disappoint everyone who has been supporting me for so long. I'll talk about opening a restaurant later."

"I told you, you're all wasting your efforts." Old Master Zhao snorted twice, "Don't even mention letting the apprentice learn to take over the craft. Only Boss Song can do it to her level."

In fact, most of the time, Song Xia made these snacks without hiding from others, and it’s not that no one came to learn from him, but they just couldn’t make them taste this good.

"People have different talents. For example, some people make kimchi by using well water directly without adding liquor, and the kimchi is still clean, crisp and refreshing. Some people dry out the water and insist on no water or oil, but the result is still not edible. The same is true for the land. Some people plant a handful of seeds and can survive with just a little water. Some people take good care of the land, weeding and pest control, but not only can only a few roots grow, but the land is also small and yellow."

"That's true." Someone agreed helplessly, "I took care of the child, and he was picky about food and had indigestion. I carefully raised him until he was pale and thin. I sent him to my mother's place for a summer vacation, and he came back plump and white, and he could eat two white steamed buns. How can you say that this is unreasonable?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and seeing that Song Xia really had no plans to open another store for the time being, they had to give up the idea for the time being. (End of this chapter)