I've been possessed by a culinary genius, and I've turned Shaxian snacks into a rip-off!

Two days later.

Wen Ran appeared at the entrance of Shaxian County with a group of people.

She turned to her colleagues behind her, especially her supervisor, and introduced the restaurant with a beaming smile: "Brother Niu, this is the place! Let me tell you, the food here is absolutely amazing. You won't find another Shaxian restaurant in the entire Jiangcheng that tastes this authentic."

Beside her was a well-dressed man in a suit, who was their department head, surnamed Niu, and known as Brother Niu.

A few days ago, he intercepted an order that Wen Ran had been working on for more than half a month. He thought that this girl would swallow her anger and obediently admit defeat like other newcomers. Unexpectedly, Wen Ran confronted him in front of the whole department, making him lose face.

To appease the other department members and to demonstrate his magnanimity and leadership, he generously offered to treat everyone to dinner.

His original plan was for about ten people to go to an ordinary restaurant, spending seventy or eighty yuan per person, totaling around a thousand yuan, which would clear up the misunderstanding without incurring a huge financial loss.

Wen Ran immediately said that she knew a Shaxian snack shop that was particularly delicious and strongly recommended that everyone go there.

When Brother Niu heard the name Shaxian, he almost burst out laughing.

Shaxian?

How much would it cost if twelve people ate as much as they wanted? Five hundred yuan at most!

This girl is still too green; she doesn't even know how to rip off her boss. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Then let's go to Shaxian!"

Hence the present scene.

"Xiao Wen, is this the Shaxian snack restaurant you mentioned that's really delicious?"

"Yes, this is the place, Brother Niu. Let me tell you, the owner of this restaurant has exceptionally good cooking skills."

"Alright! Let's go in then. It's my treat today, everyone! Order whatever you like!"

Brother Niu took the lead, walked into the store, casually found a table to sit down, and was about to order when...

The next second, a sharp-eyed colleague pointed to the menu on the wall, his voice trembling: "Brother Niu, you...you look at the menu."

Seeing his sudden outburst, Brother Niu said impatiently, "What are you looking at? Never seen Shaxian before... Holy crap?!"

His eyes instantly turned into real bull's eyes!

Fragrant Mixed Noodles: Regular version NT$128/serving, Deluxe version NT$588/serving.

Crystal steamed dumplings: 128 yuan/basket for the standard version, 588 yuan/basket for the deluxe version.

Bodhi Jade Studio: Standard version 288 yuan/serving, Deluxe version 1288 yuan/serving.

Braised pork belly with secret recipe: 99 yuan/piece.

Su Hongchen: 139 yuan/piece.

Brother Niu was stunned and pinched his thigh.

It hurts, it really hurts, it's not a dream.

"This...this is really Shaxian?"

"You didn't write it wrong, Brother Niu. This is their normal price. It was the same price when I came last time," Wen Ran said truthfully.

Brother Niu took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Ran, tell me honestly, do you know the owner of this place?"

He now strongly suspects that this girl is being used as a front for someone else's meals, and is deliberately trying to rip him off.

"Brother Niu, this Shaxian snack is really delicious. You'll know once you try it. It's definitely worth the price. If it's not good, I'll pay for it today, okay?" Wen Ran said without hesitation.

Brother Niu's expression was somewhat uncertain. When he saw his colleagues staring at him expectantly, he realized that although they were shocked by the price of Shaxian snacks, they were more curious about why they were so expensive and wanted to stay and try them.

He had no choice but to swallow his words about wanting to switch to another store.

Damn it, I've already made that boast. If I change my mind now and say I want to change the location, I'll lose all face.

Besides, Wen Ran said she would pay the bill if the food wasn't good.

If it really doesn't taste good, he'll just make the girl pay for it; he absolutely won't pay a cent.

"Alright, this is it then. Everyone, order whatever you like, just don't skimp on the price for me."

Although he said that, his eyes were frantically signaling to everyone: Take it easy, don't go too far, or I'll make things difficult for you later!

My colleagues are all shrewd and can easily read the supervisor's mind, so they were quite discreet when reciting the menu.

"I'll have the regular version of dry noodles."

"Me too, regular wontons are fine."

"I'd like a chicken leg rice, the regular kind."

"I'd like a serving of steamed dumplings, the regular kind."

"..."

Wen Ran also ordered a regular bowl of noodles. She really didn't intend to rip people off this time. She just wanted to vent her anger a little and move on. After all, the commission for the stolen order was only two thousand yuan, and it wasn't worth making a life-or-death feud over such a small amount of money.

The main purpose today is to let my colleagues taste real gourmet food, and incidentally, to make Brother Niu feel the pinch in his wallet.

That's enough.

Seeing that they all ordered the regular version, Li Zhibai felt a little disappointed. Weren't these people too conservative? They weren't up to par at all, and didn't have the boldness of Wen Ran's former colleagues.

He could also tell that, apart from Wen Ran, the rest of the group were all from the green and blue financial backgrounds and had limited spending power. In addition, the guy in the suit next to them kept giving them meaningful glances, implying that they should take it easy and that they were already doing well by ordering this much.

Just as he was about to cook, Brother Niu suddenly spoke up again.

This guy probably felt that it wasn't appropriate for such a large group of people to only order the cheapest main dish; there should at least be a side dish, right?

Then, feigning politeness, he said, "We can't just order staple food, we need to order some dishes. Um, I see braised pork on the menu, 99 yuan a piece, could we have one?"

Li Zhibai decisively refused: "Sorry, braised pork is sold in portions, not individually."

Actually, according to the store's rules, it's fine for a customer with the financial means of "blue" (referring to a wealthy person) to order just one piece of meat. But today, this guy brought more than a dozen people, so is it appropriate for him to only order one piece of meat?

A group of people are watching you eat?

Is it going to be a group of people each taking a sip? That's way too stingy!

"Minimum order of one serving?" Brother Niu turned and glanced at the menu again, asking, "Is one serving of your braised pork large? It's so expensive, you can't be stingy, can you?"

He felt that if a piece of meat was already 99 yuan, it should at least be a fist-sized piece like Dongpo pork. If that were the case, even if it was sold as a single serving, a normal plate would only hold four pieces, which would cost around 400 yuan, which was still acceptable.

What he didn't know was that the "one serving" in Li Zhibai's shop was not the same concept as the "one serving" he understood.

Li Zhibai didn't know how to describe it either: "It should be bigger than you imagine."

Upon hearing this, Brother Niu felt reassured.

Big? That's great!

Even if there are only a few pieces of meat, if ten people cut it up and share it, everyone can have a bite.

"Okay! One serving, please! A large one!"

Little did he know, this was the worst decision he had made that day.

"Alright! A large portion of braised pork!" Li Zhibai was delighted to hear this and went to prepare the meal.

Before long, one dish after another was served.

Brother Niu looked at the bowl of chicken leg rice he had ordered and was quite surprised.

The appearance and aroma were completely different from what he had imagined Shaxian snacks to be like; just looking at them made him very hungry.

He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of chicken leg meat, and put it in his mouth. He was completely captivated by the taste after just one bite.

"Holy crap! This chicken leg rice is amazing! It's so delicious!"

Her colleagues nearby also gasped in surprise.

"This noodle soup is so delicious! The noodles are so chewy!"

"These steamed dumplings are bursting with juice, so delicious!"

"These wontons! The wonton wrappers are so thin and smooth, the meat filling is so tender, and the soup is so flavorful! Oh my god!"

"I can't believe Shaxian noodles can taste this good!"

"..."

These guys turned into eating machines, shoveling mouthfuls of food into their mouths.

Soon, the bowls and plates on the table were all gone. Looking at the bowls that looked as clean as if a dog had chewed them up, everyone felt a little disappointed. They hadn't even eaten half a meal.

They really wanted to order another serving, but out of respect for their supervisor, Brother Niu, they had to suppress their impulse.

Like them, Brother Niu also wanted another serving.

But if he orders for himself and doesn't let others order, that would be too much to ask. But if he orders for everyone, his wallet can't handle it, so he has no choice but to give up.

Just then, he suddenly thought of something.

"Um, we still have a serving of braised pork that hasn't been served yet. We'll share it when it's brought up."

The group looked at each other in bewilderment. There was no way they could share one serving of braised pork among the ten of them. They would be lucky if each person could get a small bite.

Just when they had given up hope of getting the braised pork, the kitchen curtain was lifted.

Then they saw a scene that nearly made their eyes pop out: the owner of a Shaxian restaurant and a girl made a stunning entrance carrying an enormous tower of braised pork.

When Brother Niu saw the meat tower, his head started buzzing. He vaguely heard the sound of his wallet cracking open.