usenovelgroup Chapter 90 Don't Try to Scam Me, Brother Chen
Chapter 90 Don't Try to Scam Me, Brother Chen
"Lu Feng...wait!"
Xiao Xue's weak but urgent voice came from the corner of the sofa.
Lu Feng froze.
He turned around with some confusion and looked at Xiao Xue.
Xiao Xue stood up, supporting herself on the sofa armrest.
Her pale, bloodless face was tilted slightly forward, her nostrils flaring gently.
Her gaze passed over Lu Feng and landed on the packaging box, which had been partially opened and was emitting steam.
"Xiaoxue, sit down, I'll throw it out right away." Lu Feng was a little flustered, thinking that Xiaoxue was overwhelmed by the strong smell of meat. "I'll open the window to ventilate right away..."
"No."
Xiao Xue shook her head, her eyes gleaming with longing.
She raised her hand, pointed to the box, her throat bobbed, and her voice was weak:
"Lu Feng, I want to... I want to give it a try."
"Try? Try this?" Lu Feng could hardly believe he'd heard correctly. He stamped his feet anxiously, still clutching the bag tightly in his hand.
"Xiaoxue, don't be stubborn, and don't force yourself just to save face for Muyuan!"
Look at this layer of red oil, look at these big chunks of beef brisket!
If you can't even stand the fishy smell of steamed fish, this beef brisket has such a strong flavor, you'll vomit even more after eating it!
This is just torturing yourself!
"No, Lu Feng."
Xiao Xue took unsteady steps and walked to the dining table.
She took a deep breath of the fragrance filling the air.
The fragrance was like a pair of gentle hands, soothing the churning in her stomach that had been building up for days.
"It smells...not cloying at all." Xiao Xue looked at Lu Feng, a hint of longing in her eyes.
"Really, Lu Feng. It's a strange feeling. The dishes made by those famous chefs smell delicious, but they always feel cloyingly greasy."
But this smell... I feel... I feel like I could eat it.
Lu Feng stood there, unsure whether to put the bag down or throw it away.
He looked at Lin Muyuan, his eyes filled with self-doubt and helplessness.
Lin Muyuan's heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down after seeing Xiao Xue's appearance.
He was also a little scared by Lu Feng's outburst, and even began to wonder if it was really irresponsible of him to have Brother Chen deliver the beef brisket.
But seeing Xiao Xue's reaction now, he silently gave Chen Feng, who was dozens of kilometers away, another thumbs up in his heart.
"Lu Feng, put it down." Lin Muyuan stepped forward and took the insulated box from Lu Feng's stiff hands, his tone becoming light and confident.
"Brother Chen said that Xiaoxue's current condition is not physical weakness, but 'qi not flowing smoothly'."
This strongly flavored beef brisket was actually meant to use its "strength" to break up the chaos in her stomach. (For dramatic effect, please do not attempt to feed beef brisket stew with potatoes to pregnant women.)
As Lin Muyuan spoke, he carefully took a smaller packaging jar out of the insulated box.
"Brother Chen even prepared a special 'appetizer soup'." Lin Muyuan unscrewed the lid and gave Xiao Xue a gentle smile.
He said to drink a couple of sips of this first to whet the appetite, then eat the braised beef brisket with potatoes, and that it would definitely not make him feel nauseous.
An extremely refreshing aroma, carrying notes of orange peel, preserved plum, and a faint herbal scent, swept through the entire restaurant the moment the packaging was opened.
Xiao Xue sat in the chair, her eyes fixed intently on the bowl of translucent, light amber-colored soup.
Lu Feng also came over at this moment. He sniffed it with some suspicion. The smell was indeed very unique. It did not have the bitterness of medicinal food at all. Instead, it had a refreshing feeling that made people feel refreshed.
"Xiaoxue, slow down." Lu Feng took the soup spoon, ladled out a small bowl, tested the temperature, and then carefully handed it to Xiaoxue's lips.
Xiao Xue excitedly took it, holding the bowl with both hands as if it were a fragile treasure.
She took a small sip, the soup gliding over her tongue. The perfectly balanced sweet and sour taste, with a hint of coolness, made her previously dry and parched mouth produce a large amount of saliva.
"Well……"
Xiao Xue closed her eyes and swallowed the soup comfortably.
"How is it?" Lu Feng gripped the tablecloth tightly with both hands, holding his breath nervously.
Xiao Xue didn't say anything, but picked up the bowl again and took a big gulp.
Lin Muyuan watched from the side and noticed that Xiao Xue's brows, which had been furrowed all day, had now relaxed smoothly.
Within seconds of swallowing that sip of soup, a faint, genuine blush appeared on her pale face.
"Comfortable."
Xiao Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes, which she opened, finally regained some of their sparkle.
She looked at Lu Feng and said with unprecedented excitement, "Lu Feng, I feel... I feel my stomach is no longer upset, it seems to have calmed down."
This soup...this soup is truly amazing.
"It's good that you're feeling better." Lin Muyuan laughed and happily lifted the lid of the braised beef brisket with potatoes.
"Whoosh—!"
The intense aroma of the beef brisket explodes in the rising steam.
Xiao Xue looked at the pieces of beef brisket in the bowl, glistening reddish-brown from being coated in thick broth, and the potatoes that had soaked up all the meat juices. Her throat bobbed involuntarily.
She picked up her chopsticks and, to Lu Feng's astonishment, took out the softest, most mushy potato.
The potatoes melt in your mouth, their sweetness and richness blending perfectly, like a warm current that slides directly down your esophagus into your stomach.
The familiar spasms did not occur; instead, a long-lost feeling of fullness and satisfaction washed over me.
"tasty……"
Xiao Xue murmured absentmindedly, and then she picked up another piece of beef brisket with tendons.
The pungent smell of meat, which was a nightmare for her, had long been transformed into an irresistible aroma under Chen Feng's special cooking techniques.
The tender, juicy meat melts in your mouth with a gentle bite, its salty and savory flavor with a subtle hint of spiciness that constantly stimulates your long-dormant taste buds.
Xiao Xue's movements became faster and faster.
What started as tentative small bites turned into large, chewy bites.
She anxiously grabbed a bowl of white rice, scooped a large spoonful of thick beef brisket broth onto it, stirred it, and then shoved it into her mouth in big gulps.
Lu Feng was completely dumbfounded.
He stood to the side, still clutching the tissues he had prepared to clean up the vomit, looking like a petrified statue.
He looked at Xiao Xue.
The wife, who had been frowning even when drinking water for the past few days, was now frantically waving her chopsticks like a child grasping at a straw.
He ate until his face was flushed and sweat dripped from his nose.
The sight of them enjoying their meal deeply shocked Lu Feng.
"This...how is this possible?" Lu Feng muttered to himself. He didn't even dare to rub his eyes, afraid that this was just a beautiful dream that would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Lin Muyuan sat to one side.
Watching Xiao Xue eat like a wolf, the image that flashed through my mind was of Xiao Xue rushing to the bathroom as soon as she smelled the food.
Only now did Lin Muyuan truly realize just how powerful Chen Feng was.
He initially thought Chen Feng's cooking was delicious and could help people relax and feel warm.
But now he realized that Chen Feng's mastery of food had reached an almost absurd level.
He seems to be able to see through a person's stomach, and can use the most ordinary potatoes and beef to cure ailments that others cannot.
To sum it up in one sentence, others can become chefs for state banquets because they only have the skills to be chefs for state banquets.
Chen Feng was able to become a chef for state banquets because it is the highest honor a chef can achieve.
The sound of Xiao Xue's anxious swallowing echoed in the restaurant, but to Lu Feng and Lin Muyuan, it was the most beautiful melody.
Ten minutes later, the bowl of appetizer soup was completely finished, and Xiao Xue devoured most of the whole box of stewed beef brisket with potatoes.
Xiao Xue put down her bowl and let out a long breath. Her back, which had been hunched over due to weakness, straightened up at this moment.
She leaned back in her chair, touched her slightly protruding belly, and showed the most comfortable smile she had seen in days.
"Lu Feng, I'm full. I feel like I have all the energy in me now."
Lu Feng looked at his wife's rosy complexion and her eyes that had brightened again.
This man, who commands thousands of troops in the business world, actually had tears welling up in his eyes for a moment.
He walked to Xiao Xue's side, gently took her hand, and then turned to look at Lin Muyuan.
His expression was extremely complex, showing relief at surviving the ordeal, heartache for his wife, but even more so, deep guilt.
"Mu Yuan... I'm sorry."
Lu Feng's voice was a little hoarse. He lowered his head deeply, and his tone was no longer arrogant and harsh as before. "I... I shouldn't have spoken to you so loudly just now."
I was too prejudiced, and I was too arrogant.
They don't trust you and yell at you.
I always thought expensive private chefs were the best, but I never imagined there would be such a magical shop in the old street. From now on, I won't doubt you anymore.
Lu Feng looked at the simple plastic box again, his eyes filled with awe: "That Brother Chen you mentioned... he really is a master."
"I was blind to your greatness; I will definitely visit you in person to express my gratitude later."
Looking at Lu Feng's appearance, Lin Muyuan felt no anger at all.
He knew Lu Feng too well, and he loved Xiao Xue too much.
His recent violence and prejudice ultimately stemmed from his love for his wife.
"Alright, Lao Lu, why are you apologizing to me?" Lin Muyuan chuckled and patted Lu Feng on the shoulder.
"We're brothers, and Xiaoxue is my sister-in-law. What does it matter if you scold her a couple of times? It's a good thing she can accept it!"
Lin Muyuan puffed out his chest, looked at the remaining soup on the table, and said with pride:
"But you're right about one thing. Brother Chen's cooking skills are truly unparalleled."
Those private chefs you hired, each worth hundreds of thousands, can't possibly compete with my Brother Chen.
Lin Muyuan picked up his phone and sent Chen Feng a short text message:
[Brother Chen, not a drop was left, and my sister-in-law's complexion has completely returned. Thank you!]
Xiao Xue stopped listening to the two men's heart-to-heart talk and turned to look out onto the balcony.
She had never met Chen Feng, nor had she ever been to that old street.
But in that bite of beef brisket, she tasted a power called "protection".
That was a haven built by the chef with sweat and patience for everyone like her who was in pain.
"Mu Yuan." Xiao Xue's eyes sparkled with a gentle light.
"Once I feel a bit better, you must take me to that 'Human World' restaurant."
I want to see for myself what kind of person Brother Chen is, the one who can make something that tastes like this.
"No problem, sister-in-law." Lin Muyuan laughed heartily, "We'll try Brother Chen's signature dishes then!"
At this point, the atmosphere in the restaurant completely relaxed.