Mind reading saves the whole family; I'm firmly in the role of a charlatan.

Chapter 162 The Most Handsome Kid

The restaurant recommended by Du Desheng is located in a relatively secluded alley and does not occupy a large area.

If one didn't know that Du Desheng wouldn't make baseless accusations, it would be impossible to imagine from the outside that this small restaurant harbored a so-called descendant of the imperial chef.

However, after getting out of the car, Du Anrao noticed that there were luxury cars parked around the small restaurant. If a dangerous driver accidentally bumped into one of them, he would probably be devastated.

Once inside, the restaurant was packed. Even though it wasn't mealtime yet, long queues had already formed spontaneously along the corridor next to the restaurant.

Du Anrao stared at the guests for a while and found that most of them were middle-aged people in their forties or fifties. They were dressed modestly, but the watches, cufflinks and other accessories they wore were not ordinary.

With that outfit alone, anyone of him would be considered a company CEO.

Now they're all crammed into this small restaurant, queuing up like students to eat.

In this light, it seems that her great-uncle's previous words were not an exaggeration.

As if seeing through Du Anrao's thoughts, the old man tapped his cane triumphantly and said arrogantly, "This restaurant does not deliver food. No matter if you are the Heavenly King or the Jade Emperor, if you want to eat, you have to come to the store and call a number. You have to wait in line."

"You're no exception either?"

Du Desheng choked, his previous smugness vanishing: "...I'm no exception."

Du Anrao glanced silently at the long queue and said awkwardly, "Then we have to go and queue up now?"

"No need, no need. Today is a special occasion. My old friend and his wife are treating us, and they reserved a private room for us a long time ago. We can just go straight there."

Du Anrao breathed a sigh of relief. If they had really lined up with this group of people, they probably wouldn't have been eating dinner, but rather a midnight snack.

Du Yihan immediately understood the key point and said with a half-smile, "So, tonight's dinner is thanks to our An'an."

Du Desheng could tell that this little brat was mocking him. He snorted and didn't talk back, but in his heart he was thinking that An Ya was so cute, how could her own brother be so annoying?

Thinking back to that day when Brother Du hid beside him and his lover, acting as their protector, he suddenly realized that Du Anrao was a genetic mutation, undoubtedly the most handsome boy in the entire Du family!
Because of prior arrangements, as soon as Du Desheng and his group revealed their identities, they were warmly and politely led to the largest private room upstairs by the helpers who were waiting outside.

This move certainly touched a nerve with many gourmands downstairs.

"What's going on? Doesn't your restaurant not accept reservations? What about those people who just came upstairs?"

"Exactly! Everyone follows the rules and queues up, so why can they cut in line?"

With one person taking the lead, the other dissatisfied customers also joined in righteous indignation and denounced the restaurant.

The veteran employee responsible for maintaining order downstairs quickly arrived upon hearing the commotion, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, the person who just went upstairs was a distinguished guest of our esteemed husband and wife. The esteemed husband and wife are hosting a banquet for distinguished guests today, please forgive any misunderstanding."

Upon hearing that they were distinguished guests of the old man and woman, and that the two of them were personally hosting the banquet, the noisy guests instantly froze, their faces showing embarrassment.

"The old master and the old lady are here, upstairs?"

"Yes." "Since they are guests of the old master and madam, there is naturally no problem. It was our rudeness."

"You're too kind. Before they came upstairs, the old master and madam instructed that their dinner party at the Zhenxiu Restaurant today might have affected the dining experience of all the guests. To express their apologies, the kitchen will provide each guest with an extra side dish later. We hope you enjoy your meal."

Since they've already said that, they can't keep pressing the matter.

The noisy guests gradually quieted down, and their discussion shifted from cutting in line to who the person who had just gone up was, that the two elderly people had personally come forward to host the banquet.

At that time, Du Anrao had no idea that she had just gone upstairs when a conflict almost broke out downstairs because of her.

Once she reached the second floor, she discovered that this small restaurant held a hidden secret.

Compared to the simple and unadorned first floor, the second floor is significantly more refined, with carved railings, painted beams, and winding streams, making it very elegant.

As soon as the group entered the private room, two elderly people who had been waiting for a long time immediately stood up. Although they tried their best to restrain themselves, their suddenly bright eyes betrayed their true emotions.

"Old Fu, sister-in-law, I've brought An'an." Since they were all old acquaintances, Du Desheng didn't keep them in suspense and warmly introduced them to each other as soon as he entered the room. "An'an, this is the old brother I mentioned to you before we came, your Grandpa Fu, and your Grandpa Fu's wife, Grandma Wu."

Although he knew the two men needed his help, Du Anrao didn't put on airs and obediently greeted them as Du Desheng had instructed: "Hello, Grandpa Fu, hello, Grandma Wu."

"Good, good, good child. Your grandpa said you came straight here after getting off the plane, you must not have had dinner yet. Grandpa and grandma may not have much else, but we eat the most. You should eat something first to fill your stomach. Your Uncle Ruixiang is still busy in the kitchen. There will be a big dish coming up later, I guarantee it will be something new and exciting that you have never eaten before."

Before Du Anrao could figure out who this Uncle Ruixiang was, Du Desheng's eyes lit up with excitement: "Is Ruixiang in charge of cooking today?"

When her adopted son was mentioned, Madam Fu smiled more: "When he heard that we were going to invite you to dinner, he immediately rushed over from the branch store, saying that he wanted to cook several good dishes himself and let you try the new dishes he had recently developed."

"That's great. An'an, we're in for a treat today. Your Uncle Ruixiang has inherited the best cooking skills from your Grandma Wu's ancestors, and his skills are truly exceptional. Even I, your grandpa, don't usually get to enjoy a table full of his delicious food. We're really lucky to have you here today."

Hearing this, Du Anrao became more curious about this so-called descendant of the imperial chef: "Uncle is cooking himself, should we wait for him to finish before we eat?"

"No need, no need. Ruixiang just sent someone up to tell us to eat first. He still has a few dishes to prepare. If we delay too long, the dishes in front will get cold and won't taste good."

As she spoke, the old lady got up and personally served Du Anrao a bowl of soup: "You must be hungry after a long day on the plane, have some soup to warm yourself up."

Du Anrao quickly got up to take it, thanked her, and took a sip. It was indeed rich and mellow, leaving a lingering fragrance in her mouth. It was better than any soup she had drunk in the past ten years!

"tasty?"

“Delicious!”

"If it tastes good, drink more."

Although the Fu family elders were anxious to find someone, they had no reason to let someone work on an empty stomach. Seeing that the food suited Du Anrao's taste, they immediately started feeding him like crazy.

When Du Anrao had almost finished eating, Uncle Ruixiang, who had prepared a table full of delicious dishes, finally appeared in the private room.

(End of this chapter)