Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: A Disappointing Daughter, a Fit of Temper

"Honey, I want hugs and kisses too, okay?"

"I never said no."

Jiang Liu stroked Jun Qingmeng’s head, and she squinted her eyes in comfort.

Like a good little kitten.

The three of them hugged for a while.

Tongtong was getting hungry. "Daddy, what’s for dinner tonight?"

Jiang Liu said, "How about I cook some shrimp noodles for you two first?"

"Okay!"

"Honey, I love your shrimp noodles."

"Tongtong likes them too."

Jiang Liu chuckled.

"You two are such flatterers. Sit down and wait. If you’re thirsty, there’s apple-kiwi juice in the fridge."

With that, Jiang Liu retied his apron and went into the kitchen.

Tongtong and Jun Qingmeng exchanged a look and started laughing.

"Daddy’s kind of cute."

"Right? And a certain little girl is just as cute as her daddy."

"Are you talking about Tongtong?"

"Guess."

"Mmm, Tongtong guesses you are."

In the kitchen, Jiang Liu’s mood was lifted as he listened to his daughter and Qingmeng’s conversation.

In no time, two small bowls of shrimp noodles were ready.

Tongtong smelled the aroma and ran into the kitchen, tiptoeing to peek into the pot.

’I’m starving!’

"Daddy, can we eat the shrimp noodles now?"

"Okay. Take them out, and be careful, they’re hot."

Jiang Liu placed the two steaming, fragrant bowls of shrimp noodles on a tray and handed it to Tongtong.

"Wow! Daddy’s shrimp noodles smell so good! This is the flavor I remember."

"I’m going out to eat then. Is Daddy coming too?"

Jiang Liu stroked her head and said, "No need. I’m not hungry."

"Okay."

...

「7:10 PM.」

Jiang Liu announced he was open for business.

At this time, there were over five hundred people lined up outside, with countless others just there to see the spectacle.

When they heard Jiang Liu announce he was open, the customers at the front of the line were the first to get excited.

"He’s open, he’s open!"

"Brother Jiang is the man! It’s so hard to get a chance to eat here. People at the front, hurry up and go in!"

"Just thinking about eating ham in a bit makes my damn mouth water a river!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Hey, hey, hey, what the hell are you pulling my hair for?! Are you crazy?"

The customers who had just entered immediately smelled the aroma of shrimp noodles.

"Brother Jiang, what’s that smell? What did you make?"

"Hsss, smells amazing. What is this? It seems like it’s boiled! Holy shit, is Brother Jiang selling shrimp noodles?"

"For real? Boss Jiang, do you have shrimp noodles for us tonight?"

Aunt Wu stared at Jiang Liu expectantly.

Jiang Liu said, "Forty servings of shrimp noodles. Same old price, thirty yuan a serving."

The neighborhood customers in the room were excited, their gazes toward Jiang Liu filled with affection.

For such delicious and authentic shrimp noodles, Boss Jiang was only charging thirty yuan. He was practically giving them away to the neighborhood regulars.

Anyone could tell that this was Boss Jiang’s way of looking out for everyone.

"Boss Jiang, I’ll take a serving of shrimp noodles. Let me ask, can I exchange my purchase slot for an item over 1,000 yuan for steamed buns instead?"

Jiang Liu shook his head.

"Alright then. The shrimp noodles and a draft beer."

Xia Changzhi said, "Boss Jiang, I’ll have a serving of shrimp noodles too. It’s been a while. Your shrimp noodles are truly delicious, even more fragrant than the one I had in Yangzhou for over a hundred yuan!"

"You can say that again. The broth is bursting with shrimp flavor. I’d buy it even if Brother Jiang only sold the broth."

The forty servings of shrimp noodles sold out in the blink of an eye.

The customers at the back who didn’t get any were fuming. Seeing the people inside slurping noodles just made them even angrier.

’The craving is killing me!’

Who wouldn’t want to get their hands on one of Boss Jiang’s special impromptu dishes?

You could get the regular menu items if you were diligent enough, but the specials depended entirely on Boss Jiang’s mood.

Yu Qingzheng was miserable. "If I had known, I would have come at two in the afternoon. Maybe then I would have gotten to eat Boss Jiang’s shrimp noodles."

"Me too! I was unlucky and missed it last time, and I missed it again this time. My luck has hit rock bottom!"

"We should learn to be content. Is there anything in Brother Jiang’s shop that isn’t delicious? Take the steamed buns, for example. You could eat them for a lifetime and never get tired of them. I’m addicted, anyway. They’re just too fragrant and delicious."

Huang Yunfeng chimed in, "Me too. Now, whenever I go home and try to sleep, I get hungry. I keep dreaming about lining up here. It’s like I’m lining up 24/7."

Sister Xu had come again, squeezing in some time to get in line.

Nowadays, if she couldn’t buy anything at this shop, she would go eat at Tongtong’s Gourmet.

In short, she was loyal to these two shops.

While eating his shrimp noodles and drinking his beer, Xia Changzhi casually took a photo and sent it to Jun Xinghe.

"(Photo)"

"Old Jun, everyone’s been craving shrimp noodles lately. Boss Jiang really spoils us local regulars. Look, he made forty servings today. Guess how much per serving?"

"Let me add, the shrimp noodles are so damn authentic! I even used the word ’damn,’ so you know what I mean. Take one sip of the broth, and your mouth is filled with the savory seafood flavor of shrimp. See that layer of dark golden oil on the edge of the bowl? They definitely fried shrimp meat for this. It’s so damn fragrant!!"

Jun Xinghe, who received Xia Changzhi’s message, was on the verge of a breakdown.

He couldn’t sit still.

’I’m so jealous!’

’This is infuriating!!’

Especially looking at the picture and hearing his old friend’s gloating description—it was pure torture!

Meanwhile, Jun Xinghe also grew even more satisfied with Jiang Liu.

’Look at that!’

’Just look at that attitude.’

’The customers want to eat, so Son-in-law Jiang goes through the trouble of making it for everyone. The price isn’t even expensive, forty yuan.’

’What a kind and motivated young man!’

’Anyway, he’s a hundred times better than my own foolish and willful daughter.’

’If I weren’t rich, I’d never have the face to let my daughter marry Jiang Liu.’

’Wouldn’t that just be dragging Jiang Liu down?’

Jun Xinghe replied stubbornly, "I don’t care how much it costs. Just eat your food. The stuff from the five-star hotel I’m at isn’t bad either."

"I’ll probably head to South City tomorrow. If you have time, help me get a spot."

Xia Changzhi bickered back like a child, "A five-star hotel is jack shit. Our Boss Jiang from South City could beat your five-star hotel with a fart, believe it or not."

"Don’t bother coming tomorrow. You have your five-star hotel, after all. Why come? Just go eat your five-star food."

Jun Xinghe: "I’m just kidding, my friend. It was hard for me to squeeze out the time. You have to figure out a way to arrange it for me. Aren’t you close with Boss Jiang? Don’t tell me that was a lie. If you can’t swing it, then forget it. I’ll just go another day."

Xia Changzhi: "Relax, just come on over. Arranging it for you is a piece of cake."

After the two finished chatting, Jun Xinghe put down his phone, feeling a wave of frustration.

’If Jiang Liu were really his son-in-law, would he have to be led around by the nose by Old Xia like this?’

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

’My daughter is a true disappointment!!’

Jun Xinghe couldn’t take it anymore and immediately vented his anger at Jun Qingmeng.

He sent a text: "I’m going to have some time soon. Tell that boyfriend of yours to get ready. I’m going to have a good long talk with him!"

Right now, he was just plain mad—a mix of craving, jealousy, and anger!

’Such a good son-in-law, and it was all his daughter’s fault!’

’Ignoring such an outstanding man to go find some good-for-nothing punk!’

’Hmph, just you wait until we meet. I’ll definitely teach my daughter’s damn boyfriend a harsh lesson and make him understand his place!’

...

Jun Qingmeng collected the two bowls.

She took a moment to pull out her phone next to Jiang Liu and glanced at it. When she saw the message from Jun Xinghe, her head was filled with question marks.

’What’s wrong with him?’

’Why is he getting angry at my boyfriend for no reason?!’

’He must have a screw loose.’