Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

In later generations, as Ju De Quan's reputation declined, the number of tourists from other places who came to Ju De Quan to eat roast duck decreased year by year.

When Lu Mingfei came to Beijing in 2010, there was no need to queue at the Ju De Quan flagship store; there were ready-made seats as soon as you entered.

But it was still 2004, and Jujube in the capital was still a well-known brand, just like Buligou in Tianjin, and was one of the must-visit spots for tourists from other places when they came to the capital.

"What should we do?" Lu Mingfei asked the two of them.

"I'm sorry." Liu Miaomiao looked guilty. "The few times I've eaten at Ju De Quan in Beijing before, my family had made reservations in advance, but I forgot about it."

"Shall we still eat?"

"Since we're already here..." Liu Miaomiao said softly.

Got it. Since we're already here, let's just line up.

Lu Mingfei found a waiter at the door, got a queue number, and found that the waiting area at the door was already full, and even the plastic stools had been given out.

Several old men emerged from the alleyways, took out their small stools, sat in the shade, and watched the queue of people like they were watching monkeys while eating sunflower seeds.

Lu Mingfei chatted with the old men and got a handful of sunflower seeds. He shared some with Liu Miaomiao and the others, and they ate the seeds while waiting for their turn.

After finishing his handful of sunflower seeds, Lu Mingfei was about to ask the old man for another handful when someone above him greeted him as he squatted down next to the old man.

"Lu Mingfei, isn't that right? What a coincidence!"

Looking up, I saw Zhao Menghua with his group of underlings in the elevator.

In fact, Zhao Menghua had seen Lu Mingfei in the elevator, but he pretended not to see him and did not greet him.

After encountering Lu Mingfei in the hotel lobby, he racked his brains but couldn't recall any elementary school classmate named Lu Mingfei. He decided to call home and ask his housekeeper to check if Lu Mingfei was in his elementary school graduation photo, and the conclusion, of course, was no.

He cried out that he had been tricked and wanted to confront Lu Mingfei immediately to settle the score and bring this matter to a head. But he calmed down as soon as he stepped out the door because he felt that Lu Mingfei's connections were a bit shady.

Even though he wasn't my elementary school classmate, he could accurately recall my name and past achievements, and even that Rolex Submariner green that dazzled all the boys couldn't catch his eye. After thinking it over, I decided it would be best to let this go.

Since I can't afford to offend them, I can at least avoid them, right?

As soon as he entered Qianmen Street, he spotted Lu Mingfei eating sunflower seeds from afar. He originally intended to continue pretending not to see Lu Mingfei.

But when he glanced at her, he saw the athletic girl who had sat next to him on the plane standing next to Lu Mingfei, and there was also a quiet and delicate pretty girl next to her. He was so frustrated that he almost spat out blood.

Wearing designer clothes and a Rolex worth over a million yuan, but dining with a bunch of men; while someone else wearing knock-off clothes is accompanied by beautiful women, two at a time. Who wouldn't feel annoyed in that situation?

However, judging from the way they were queuing at the door, they probably hadn't been able to reserve a table.

A smug Zhao Menghua rolled up his sleeves, the green Submariner on his wrist gleaming in the sunlight, and strode confidently toward Lu Mingfei, determined to get his revenge.

"What a coincidence!"

Lu Mingfei squatted to the side, cracking sunflower seeds as he looked up to reply to Zhao Menghua.

Zhao Menghua was taken aback. Could it be that Lu Mingfei intended to speak to him like this?

Normally, if someone spoke to him so rudely, Zhao Menghua would have already lost his temper. But the more Lu Mingfei acted this way, the less he could see through Lu Mingfei's intentions.

I've heard that in eastern Guangdong province, people dressed in leather shoes are usually just laborers, while those wearing flip-flops and work pants are the big shots. Lu Mingfei gives me the feeling of a big shot who lives in seclusion in the city.

Even though he was standing and Lu Mingfei was squatting, and he was in a superior position, he felt like he was the one squatting, and that he was inferior to Lu Mingfei in terms of presence.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Menghua asked knowingly.

Lu Mingfei pointed to the crowd, "Look, they're queuing up for Judequan."

"Oh, you didn't make an appointment?" Zhao Menghua straightened his back a bit.

"No, I don't come here often, so I don't know the rules here. And there's no way to make an appointment."

"You should have said so earlier. My dad is very familiar with the owner of Ju De Quan. I can reserve a table for you if you want."

"Yeah."

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to flatter Zhao Menghua and offer him the remaining half handful of melon seeds as a token of gratitude, he heard Zhao Menghua change the subject:

"However, it seems that reservations need to be made two hours in advance. Now that we've arrived at the restaurant, everyone is queuing up, so it's probably not easy to cut in line," Zhao Menghua said helplessly.

"Oh, I see."

Lu Mingfei finally understood that Zhao Menghua had actually come to show off in front of others. He closed his outstretched palms again and decided to keep half a handful of sunflower seeds for himself to eat.

Seeing Lu Mingfei go from being excited to listless after being tricked, Zhao Menghua felt a sense of satisfaction at getting revenge and decided to press his advantage by revealing his true purpose.

"How about this, Lu Mingfei, you can join us at a table. There are ten people at a table, six of us here and three of you there, that'll be just enough room. Anyway, we're all family, we were all elementary school classmates, and soon we'll all be alumni of Shilan Middle School."

As Zhao Menghua spoke, his gaze shifted back and forth between the two beauties, Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao, and Qiao Yiran:

"Would you have the honor of dining with these two beautiful ladies?"

Damn, how come I never thought Zhao Menghua was so greasy before? Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Want to share a table? Haha, I'm willing to spend a fortune just to prevent you from hooking up with Liu Miaomiao. Do you think I'll agree?

Lu Mingfei had just opened his mouth to refuse when he suddenly saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and then someone stuffed something into his mouth.

Lu Mingfei was startled, wondering who would dare to poison him in broad daylight. Just as he was about to vomit, a small hand covered his mouth.

"Eat it, don't waste it. I just wrapped it for you, and I even put two pieces of duck in it."

Beside Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingze sat on a small stool, with a box of roast duck meat, a box of cucumber strips and scallion shreds, a pack of spring pancakes, and a box of sauce on his thin legs. He was calmly wrapping roast duck rolls.

Chapter 32 Lu Mingze

Lu Mingfei was so shocked he almost jumped up. The roast duck roll in his mouth hadn't even been chewed twice before it slid down his throat, almost choking him. He had to pat his chest for a while before he could catch his breath.

"Can you at least let me know when you're going to show up next time? Don't be so unpredictable. You've scared me half to death, even if you haven't choked me to death."

This was the second time he had seen Lu Mingze since his rebirth.

The first time was in Odin's Nibelungen, where Lu Mingze used raindrops as strings to play a funeral dirge for Chu Zihang's father.

“Every time I see you, it’s never good news. So, what’s up this time?” Lu Mingfei said irritably.

"Brother, you're biting the hand that feeds you." Lu Mingze pouted. "I'm always here to help you, okay?"

When it was Nono's birthday, you didn't prepare a gift, so I set off fireworks for you; when you got lost in the Bronze Maze, I gave you a map; when you were short of money while filming Seven Deadly Sins, I transferred 100 million US dollars into your account.

I practically made sure you had a pillow under your head while you were shoveling snow and reading with other girls, and you still complained about it.

As Lu Mingze spoke, he put the newly wrapped roast duck roll in his hand into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then frowned and said, "Compared to Ju De Quan's roast duck, I still prefer Dong Da's. Although both of them use the hanging oven technique, Dong Da's roast duck is made by opening the cavity, which melts all the fat under the duck skin, so it is not greasy."

Lu Mingze shook his head. "The sauce is quite good, after all, it's an old brand, and the recipe is a secret passed down through generations. But if it were me, I would modify the recipe a little and put less salt in the sauce. In the past, people did a lot of physical labor and preferred stronger flavors, so the master chef who invented the recipe would add so much salt to the sauce. But this level of saltiness is clearly not suitable for modern people."

"Hey, hey, hey, I feel like I've heard that somewhere before. Didn't you used to review red wine? Why are you reviewing Peking duck now? The style is a bit too different, isn't it?" Lu Mingfei complained.

"Isn't this to prepare your lines in advance?" By rehearsing the lines beforehand, you can have a better performance in front of Liu Miaomiao.

Lu Mingze said,

"Do you know the difference between open-oven roasted duck and closed-oven roasted duck? Besides the different fuels, the biggest difference is in the taste. Closed-oven roasted duck has a door, so the moisture is trapped inside, making the duck meat tender and juicy. Open-oven roasted duck, on the other hand, lets the moisture escape, making it crispy. All of these are the originators of open-oven roasted duck."

"Pah, pah, pah, what does this Liu Miaomiao have to do with me? Besides, I haven't even gone into the shop yet, and you're already preparing my lines," Lu Mingfei said.

"It's never a bad thing to be prepared in advance. Besides, don't you have the VIP card that Lily gave you?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback: "Isn't that a VIP card for the Black Prince Hotel? Can it be used?"

“No.” Lu Mingze produced a napkin from who-knows-where to wipe his mouth. “However, the owner of the Black Prince Hotel also has shares with Ju Dequan. You can call Lily and see if she can help you make a reservation.”

"Don't think you're a VIP just because someone gives you a VIP card, okay?" Lu Mingfei said speechlessly. "The hotel owner and I are not related. Why would he book a table for me at Judequan just because I stayed there for two nights?"

Why don't you give it a try? Maybe it really will work.

Lu Mingze looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes, "It's like you like Chen Wenwen and Nuonuo, but you've always just followed behind them without ever really trying to pursue them. Have you ever thought that pursuing a girl might actually be much easier than you imagine? If you're willing to pursue, you might actually succeed?"

"Pah, pah, pah, how did you drag me into this again? Are you obsessed with sex? You can't stand anything unless you steer it towards romance."

Lu Mingze snapped his fingers, and the roast duck on his body vanished. He stood up, hands behind his back, circled Liu Miaomiao a few times, and suddenly laughed:

"Why don't you start with Liu Miaomiao, brother, and see what it's like to pursue a girl?"

She's beautiful, comes from a good family, and is a piano prodigy. In terms of qualifications, she's almost as good as Chen Wenwen. Being with her would definitely be a source of great pride.

"What does this have to do with Liu Miaomiao? And don't talk about dating like buying jewelry, okay? I'm a staunch warrior of pure love."

Lu Mingze scoffed: "'You are all my wings,' that kind of pure love, is it?"

Lu Mingfei sneered: "Heh."

Lu Mingze shrugged: "Okay, okay, I was just kidding, brother, don't be angry."

He paused, then continued, "But have you really never thought about what it would feel like to be with Liu Miaomiao? On the plane, when she fell asleep with her head on your shoulder, you must have felt a fleeting moment of attraction, right?"

That's Liu Miaomiao, you know. She's so beautiful, her hair smells so good, you could kiss her if you just bent down a little.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little irritated. It was the anxiety of having his secrets exposed, like someone suddenly finding a secret you wrote in the corner of your notebook.

Lu Mingfei waved his hand as if to send Lu Mingze away: "Get out, get out, have you finished speaking? If you have, you can leave."

"But I haven't taught you all the lines I prepared yet."

"Then hurry up and teach, and then leave as soon as you're done."

“But I don’t want to teach anymore.” Lu Mingze shrugged. “I’m being arrogant, brother. You can just pretend to be an expert with those two sentences. That’s enough.”

"Damn it, don't go!" Lu Mingfei reached out, trying to pull the little devil back, but he grabbed nothing.

The little devil vanished without a trace, like a gust of wind. Only Liu Miaomiao remained before him, and his posture changed from trying to grab Lu Mingze to trying to grab a certain part of Liu Miaomiao's body.

Like an empty hourglass that has been turned upside down, time begins to flow again.

Liu Miaomiao, Qiao Yiran, Zhao Menghua, and the others blinked, completely unaware that time had briefly paused just moments before.

The next instant, their gazes fell simultaneously on the hand that seemed to be reaching for a certain spot on Liu Miaomiao's buttocks.

Lu Mingze, I @#$_&*……

In that one second, Lu Mingfei used every single swear word he had ever learned.

Zhao Menghua was startled, thinking that this person was indeed wicked, actually trying to do such a thing in broad daylight.

Qiao Yiran's expression changed, and she quickly shielded Liu Miaomiao behind her. Before she could finish her sentence, "Lu Mingfei, what do you want to do...", Lu Mingfei interrupted her.

"Um, I wanted to borrow your phone to make a call, Liu Miaomiao." Lu Mingfei quickly came up with an excuse; he felt his mind had never worked so fast before.

Liu Miaomiao was clearly quite frightened as well. Hesitantly, she took out her phone from her pocket and carefully handed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingze even told me to pursue Liu Miaomiao, but what a load of rubbish! He wiped out all the goodwill I'd worked so hard to build up. Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth fiercely.