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

After the agreement was signed, Li Zhibai suddenly thought of a question he couldn't figure out.

The old man has three children: his eldest daughter is a senior partner at Junhe Law Firm, his eldest son is the vice president of R&D at a multinational pharmaceutical company, and his youngest son is a designer. The whole family are social elites.

Given Mr. Huo's wealth and his children's abilities, they wouldn't need to go through such a long and complicated process to find him, an outsider who runs Shaxian, if they wanted to do charity.

"Sir, I have a question. You clearly have sons and daughters, so why did you choose me, an outsider, to do charity work?"

"Do you think I didn't mention it to them?"

Grandpa Huo sighed and explained, "They're all too busy. If we asked them to do this, they'd rather just donate the money to those organizations directly—it's easier and less troublesome. So I've given up on them."

"As for those charities, it's not like I haven't donated. But after the money is allocated and goes through layers of intermediaries, I don't know how much will actually reach the children."

"But I'm the kind of person who likes to stick to my principles. Money must be spent openly, and food must be eaten before it's even done."

"It just so happens that you need a shop to settle down, and I'm getting old and my energy is limited, so I also need a reliable person to do this together. This is what you call getting what you need, a win-win situation."

Of course, there was another reason that Grandpa Huo didn't mention.

He had already heard from his daughter, Huo Junmin, about the boy being kicked out of the restaurant.

This young boss is good in every way—he's skilled, quick-witted, and has decent character—but he's a bit too arrogant, like a kite without a tether.

What if one day he suddenly decides that Jiangcheng isn't a good place and decides to open a shop in another city? Should he follow him or not?

In order to eat braised pork regularly, this kid must be kept tied up in Jiangcheng.

The property rights of a shop, tied to a charitable debt of 60 million, provide double insurance, enough to keep this kid stuck in Jiangcheng, with no way to escape even if he wanted to.

Li Zhibai was naturally unaware that the old man had this ulterior motive. He simply assumed that the old man genuinely thought he was reliable, after all, his help to him back then hadn't been in vain.

"Don't worry, sir! Because of your trust, I will definitely handle this matter properly for you, and I guarantee that every penny will be spent on the knife handle... no, on the student."

Huo Wang stood up with a smile and said, "Alright, then I'll leave this to you from now on. Don't you dare cause any trouble."

Li Zhibai: "What kind of trouble could I possibly cause? I'm the most honest and straightforward person I can be."

……

After finishing his meal, Li Zhibai returned the empty bowl to the kitchen and walked towards the classroom.

As soon as he entered one of the classrooms, the children who were happily engrossed in eating immediately looked up at him and exclaimed excitedly:

"It's that uncle who cooks so well!"

"Uncle Braised Pork is here!"

"No, no, it's Uncle Fried Chicken!"

"Uncle, your braised pork is so delicious! I ate five pieces!"

"I ate four pieces..."

"..."

The children shouted all at once, one after another, making a very lively scene.

Li Zhibai never expected to be so popular with the children; it was probably because they thought his cooking was delicious.

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While the meals prepared by the cafeteria ladies are usually filling, the taste is worlds apart from what he made today.

Looking at the group of adorable little ones, Li Zhibai suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

It might be because he had eaten in similar places when he was a child, or it might be because these children looked at him with such innocent eyes.

He then gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"Class, was today's meal delicious?"

"Great! Delicious!" the children exclaimed in unison.

Li Zhibai nodded, satisfied with his reaction.

"As long as it tastes good, that's fine. Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Zhibai, and I'm the chef who's cooking for you today. But besides cooking, I'd also like to get to know you all a bit."

"What are your names? Raise your hands and tell me."

Sitting in the front row was a little girl with pigtails, Li Xiaonuan, who had almost been made to cry by Li Zhibai's fried chicken leg earlier. She was the first to raise her hand: "Uncle! My name is Li Xiaonuan. You just said we are family because we both have the surname Li."

Li Zhibai laughed and said, "That's right, we're from the same clan, so you must remember your uncle."

Li Xiaonuan nodded vigorously: "Definitely."

A chubby-faced little boy next to her also raised his hand, even higher than Li Xiaonuan's.

"Uncle! My name is Zhou Hu, and my nickname is Huzi."

Li Zhibai glanced at him; the kid had a round face, big eyes, and a rather sturdy build.

"Tiger, that's a good name, it sounds delicious."

Zhou Hu immediately puffed out his little chest and said proudly, "I can eat three bowls of rice, more than they can eat."

"Great, we can eat well!"

"Uncle, my name is Chen Xiaoxue, and I also ate a bowl of rice."

"My name is... I ate all the food, and there was no waste."

"......."

After all the dozen or so children in the class had introduced themselves, Li Zhibai asked them another question: "Uncle will ask you one more question: What are your dreams?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the classroom became lively again.

The children eagerly raised their hands, even more enthusiastically than when they were announcing their names earlier.

"I'll go first! I'll go first!"

Li Xiaonuan was the first to raise her hand: "Uncle! I want to be a doctor when I grow up."

"Oh, being a doctor is great! Can you tell me why you want to be a doctor?" Li Zhibai asked.

"My grandma has bad legs, and it always hurts when she walks. Sometimes the pain is so bad that she can't sleep at night. If I become a doctor, I can cure my grandma's legs and help many, many sick people so that they don't have to suffer anymore," Li Xiaonuan said earnestly.

After hearing this, Li Zhibai immediately gave her a thumbs-up: "Great! So filial! Li Xiaonuan, Uncle gives you a big thumbs up!"

"Besides, being a doctor is a great profession. The income is high, the job is stable, and you're sure to make a lot of money in the future."

Li Xiaonuan asked curiously, "Uncle, what can you do with a lot of money?"

"There are plenty of things you can do if you make a lot of money." Li Zhibai gave an example: "For instance, if you make a lot of money, you can come to my restaurant to eat. The food at my restaurant is especially delicious. You can order whatever you want without having to look at the price."

Li Xiaonuan exclaimed excitedly, "Really? When I grow up and become a doctor, and make a lot of money, I definitely want to eat at Uncle's restaurant!"

"Yes, that's right." Li Zhibai nodded with a smile. "You must keep up the good work. Uncle is waiting for you on Jiangdong South Road."

Then he turned his gaze to the burly-faced Zhou Hu and asked:

"Tiger, what about you? What's your dream?"

Zhou Hu immediately shouted, "When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut! I'll ride a rocket to Mars!"

Li Zhibai clapped his hands and said, "Hello, astronauts! They are top talents of the country, with high salaries and good benefits. They even get subsidies when they go on business trips. Remember to come to my restaurant when you come back from your vacation on Mars. I'll give you a 10% discount."

The little boy didn't understand what a 10% discount meant; he just thought it was some kind of special reward and grinned from ear to ear, revealing his two recently lost front teeth.

Then another little girl with a ponytail quickly raised her hand: "Uncle! I want to be a teacher when I grow up!"

"Being a teacher is good too. It's a stable job with long summer and winter vacations. You can also do some side jobs. Remember to come eat at Uncle's shop if you earn extra money."

"Uncle! I want to be a scientist!"

"A scientist? That's fantastic! A key national talent. If you ever publish a paper and win a prize, remember to come to my shop to celebrate. I'll arrange the best luxury meal for you."

"Uncle, I want to be a painter!"

"Being a painter is great! As the saying goes, art is priceless. A painting can sell for tens of millions. If you paint well, and become famous, one painting will be enough for you to order the entire menu at your uncle's shop."

"Uncle, I want to be a policeman!"

"Being a policeman is great too. They punish evil and uphold justice. Once you become a policeman, you won't have to worry about getting ripped off when you eat at my restaurant... cough cough, no, I mean, once you become a policeman, I'll give you a discount, a real discount."

Li Zhibai then selected a skinny little boy. The boy scratched his head, a little shyly, and said:

"I...I want to be a chef like my uncle, and make braised pork as delicious as he makes."

Li Zhibai became even more enthusiastic after hearing that the boy dreamed of being a chef. He went straight to the boy and carefully examined him.

"Wow! This is incredible! This is incredible! At such a young age, he already knows how to choose a career with such promising prospects!"

"Here's what we'll do: you study hard now, and when you turn eighteen, you can come to my shop as an apprentice. I'll give you a 10% discount on your tuition! After ten years of apprenticeship, I guarantee you'll graduate and be able to open your own Shaxian branch. Then, we'll work together to open Shaxian restaurants all over the country and even the world, striving to become the global 'Tsar' of the catering industry!"

"..."

After asking around, Li Zhibai expressed high recognition and praise for each child's dream.

Just as he was "encouraging" the children to try to grow up and eat at his shop, Grandpa Huo's voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"You brat, you even prey on elementary school students."

Li Zhibai went too far and said confidently, "Grandpa, what you're saying is true. I'm just instilling the right consumption values ​​in them in advance, which is educational."

"Then tell me, what's the educational significance?"

"Let them understand from a young age that as long as they are willing to work hard, they will definitely be able to eat at Shaxian snacks that are especially expensive... I mean! Especially delicious."

Grandpa Huo: "..."

He couldn't help but wonder if entrusting such a significant task as sponsoring impoverished students to this young man was a mistake.

Is this guy going to treat all the students he's funding like韭菜 (leeks, a metaphor for exploiting others) in the future?