Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

"Brother Cheng!" Sha Zhu looked at Cheng Shuhai, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including admiration, curiosity, and a hint of competitiveness as a chef.

"You're here, Sha Zhu." Cheng Shuhai smiled at him. "What would you like to eat?"

"Here... I'll have a serving of spicy chicken." Sha Zhu scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "I... I'd like to try some too."

"Okay." Cheng Shuhai nodded, then looked at He Yushui beside him. The little girl was staring at him with wide, curious eyes.

"The rainy season is here too. Want some noodles? I'll make you a bowl of egg noodles."

He Yushui glanced timidly at her brother, and Sha Zhu quickly said, "No need, no need, Brother Cheng, we'll just have one serving of spicy chicken."

"It's nothing, just a bowl of noodles," Cheng Shuhai said without any politeness. "I happen to have some noodles here, wait a bit."

After saying that, he turned around and went off to do his work.

Sha Zhu watched his retreating figure, feeling a surge of emotion.

He knew that Brother Cheng was taking care of them because he saw how hard things were for the two siblings.

He remembered this kindness.

He and his sister found a corner to sit down, but his eyes never left Cheng Shuhai's figure in front of the stove.

Sha Zhu wanted to see clearly how this spicy chicken, which shocked him, was made.

Cheng Shuhai didn't care. The reason his spicy chicken was so delicious was not because of his skill at all!

Soon, a steaming plate of spicy chicken and a bowl of noodles topped with a golden poached egg were served.

"Eat up." Cheng Shuhai put the dishes down.

"Thank you, Brother Cheng!" Sha Zhu said gratefully.

He first picked up a piece of noodles for his sister, and then eagerly picked up a piece of spicy chicken and put it in his mouth.

The moment the chicken entered his mouth, the crispy skin, the tender meat, and the explosive burst of numbing, spicy, fresh, and fragrant flavors made him freeze.

good to eat!

too delicious!

This smell is ten times more overpowering than anything he's ever smelled before!

He was completely convinced.

Convinced orally!

He looked at Cheng Shuhai, his eyes no longer filled with any competitive spirit, but with pure admiration.

Brother Cheng's culinary skills have truly surpassed his own; he may even have surpassed his master in the dish of spicy chicken.

Sha Zhu chuckled, picked up a piece of not-too-spicy chicken from the plate, blew on it carefully, and put it in his sister's bowl: "Yu Shui, you should try this too, it's delicious!"

He Yushui took a bite, and her eyes immediately lit up: "Mmm! Delicious!"

The brother and sister ate with great relish, completely immersed in the world of delicious food.

This scene further convinced the other diners in the restaurant of Sha Zhu's previous assessment.

Even the apprentices at Fengzeyuan are eating like this, which shows just how amazing the spicy chicken is.

On the other side, Old Shi had also finished his meal and drinks.

He put down his chopsticks, let out a satisfied burp, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

He ate almost half of the two large plates of spicy chicken by himself, and also ate three large steamed buns with it.

"That feels so good! It feels so good!"

Old Shi looked radiant and energetic, a stark contrast to his listless appearance at noon.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li were overjoyed to see him in this state.

Old Shi stood up, preparing to leave. He walked to the stove, looking at Cheng Shuhai who was busy at work, and became more and more satisfied.

"Young comrade!" he asked with a smile.

Cheng Shuhai turned around upon hearing the voice: "Mr. Shi, did you call me?"

"Yes!" Old Shi nodded, then asked with great interest, "Your Sichuan cuisine is so authentic, so... can you make boiled fish?"

Boiled fish?

Cheng Shuhai's heart skipped a beat.

Of course he knows how to make this dish.

The blessed land currently only has chickens and ducks; no fish have been raised yet.

However, none of this is a problem.

"meeting!"

Cheng Shuhai answered crisply and decisively.

He had already made up his mind: he would go to the market tomorrow, buy some fish, and put them into his spatial storage.

With a time flow rate a hundred times faster than that of space, it's estimated that in just a few days, the number of fish in the space will be countless.

At that time, not only boiled fish, but also sauerkraut fish and grilled fish can be arranged!

When Old Shi heard that he could do it, his eyes lit up instantly, and his smile deepened.

"Okay! Okay!"

He slapped his thigh. Just thinking about how delicious Cheng Shuhai's spicy chicken was, he couldn't wait to imagine the taste of the boiled fish.

"Young comrade, it's a deal then! Next time I have the chance, I definitely want to try your boiled fish!"

"No problem, I'm available anytime."

Cheng Shuhai smiled and agreed.

"Then we'll be leaving now, so as not to disturb your business."

"Young comrade, if you ever need anything in the future, you can come find me at the steel rolling mill!"

Deputy Factory Director Yang also stood up and said politely.

Director Li hurriedly pulled out some money from his pocket, counted out a large wad, and placed it on the counter: "Master Cheng, this is for the meal. Please count it. Consider the extra as deposited here, and we can eat here again next time."

The amount of money he left was significantly more than the cost of the meal.

Cheng Shuhai didn't stand on ceremony; building a closer relationship was more important than anything else right now.

He nodded and said, "Take care, gentlemen."

After the three leaders left, the restaurant gradually became less crowded.

Zheng Chaoyang and the others finished eating. Bai Ling came over to pay the bill, and the three of them said goodbye to Cheng Shuhai before leaving, satisfied.

The siblings, Sha Zhu and his sister, finished off a large plate of spicy chicken and a large bowl of noodles.

Sha Zhu, rubbing his round belly, walked up to Cheng Shuhai with a look of admiration on his face.

"Brother Cheng, your cooking skills are truly impressive!"

Cheng Shuhai was amused by him: "Alright, hurry up and take the rainwater home, it's getting late."

"Hey!" Sha Zhu nodded vigorously, grabbed his sister's hand, and walked away, looking back every few steps.

……

In the courtyard house.

Liu Haizhong returned home dejectedly, slammed the door shut, and never came out again.

Soon, the sounds of nine-year-old Liu Guangtian and seven-year-old Liu Guangfu being beaten could be heard from inside the house.

The neighbors, hearing the commotion, were all gloating.

"Old Liu has really lost a lot of money this time. Who knows how much he'll earn each month from now on?"

"It's impossible for him to have as many as he has now."

"Yes, but it's all his own fault for being stupid!"

............

Everyone nodded in agreement. Liu Haizhong's situation was entirely his own fault, and no one else could be blamed for it.

Only Liu Haizhong could manage to fawn over his boss and make him furious.

At this moment, Sha Zhu returned to the courtyard house with his younger sister He Yushui, all smiles.

Yan Bugui and his group immediately jogged over.

"Hey Shazhu, how's Cheng Shuhai's cooking?"

"Yes, how does it compare to the master chefs in your shop?"

"That's right, that's right!"

...............

Everyone was very curious.

Sha Zhu looked at everyone and said, "Brother Cheng's cooking skills are unparalleled. I don't know about his other dishes, but when it comes to Brother Cheng's spicy chicken, even my master can't compare!"

Everyone gasped in shock upon hearing this!