Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: The Lively Baozi Group

A master is a master for a reason.

Every decision always warmed his heart. He believed it wouldn’t take long for his employees to become completely devoted to him.

"Okay, Master. I won’t disturb you any longer. Get to bed early; your health is important."

After Jiang Liu finished talking with Hu Yongfa, he opened the group chat to scroll through the messages.

These were all groups Yue Longfan had invited him to.

By now, a whole bunch of groups had been created in Kun City.

There were about three thousand people in total.

Almost everyone in the groups was clamoring for buns.

CraftyRabbit: "AHHH!! I want buns again, it’s torture! What time does Jiang’s Buns open tomorrow? Same place as always?"

RidingASnailToChaseAMissile: "I want to know too. I’m really worried that after this one meal, I won’t get another."

StudyHardSpiralDownward: "After eating garbage for a week, this is the first time I’ve had such delicious buns. This is like a damn dream. I just want to know where these buns came from, it’s too much! They’re the source of all happiness!"

CoolGardenia: "Who’s the owner? Where’s the shop? How come I’ve never heard of these buns before? They’re so, so good! I want to eat them for the rest of my life; I can’t live without them! Boss, hurry up and post the location, I need to know where you are."

Z: "Same here! Where’s your shop, Boss? This little stall doesn’t give me a sense of security!"

WhatToEatToday: "Same! Boss Jiang, come out and give us some peace of mind! I know your last name is Jiang!"

...

Jiang Liu chimed in with a message of his own: "Oh my god! How can there be such delicious buns in this world? They’re the best in the universe!!! I can’t take it; I’m going to go eat buns in my dreams!"

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"Who is this ’Tongtong’s Dearest’?"

"You’re laying it on a bit thick. I admit they’re super delicious and could probably compete in international food competitions, but ’best in the universe’ is going too far!"

"Maybe it’s the boss, hahaha."

"I don’t believe it!"

"Who wants a thermos? Five bucks each."

...

Jun Qingmeng had been paying close attention to Jiang Liu. She watched him with a strange look in her eyes. "Honey, I’m just now discovering you have such a mischievous side."

"So? You don’t like it?"

Jun Qingmeng smiled and shook her head. "No, I love it! As long as you don’t cheat on me, I’ll love everything about you."

Jiang Liu chuckled.

"Enough with the confessions. Come on, I’m getting sleepy. Let’s go lie down and watch from bed."

"Okay!"

"Daddy, can you carry Tongtong back?"

Tongtong stretched out her arms, asking to be carried.

’I don’t want to move. I want Daddy to love me a little more.’

"You little lazybones. Come here."

Tongtong giggled, clinging to Jiang Liu like a little octopus.

"Getting tired from watching TV, and Daddy still carries me to bed. Tongtong is so happy!"

"Is that so? When Daddy’s old and trembling, he’ll keep carrying you."

"Really? Daddy, I love you so much!"

Jiang Liu was speechless.

’It’s so hard being a super-dad.’

Back on the bed.

Jun Qingmeng expertly slipped under the covers, her head peeking out as she sniffed the scent of the quilt.

It smelled like Jiang Liu, which made her feel very secure.

After ten minutes of SpongeBob, Tongtong’s eyes fluttered shut, and she drifted off to dreamland without even realizing it.

Her head was still resting in Jiang Liu’s lap.

Jun Qingmeng said with a smile, "Tongtong was jumping rope at school today. She worked really hard, so she must be tired."

Jiang Liu nodded, then turned his head to look at Jun Qingmeng, who was on the other side of Tongtong. "Are you tired? Maybe you should sleep too."

"No, I still want to cuddle you!"

Jun Qingmeng reached out her arms for a hug, acting like a kitten asking for affection.

Jiang Liu gently pulled Jun Qingmeng into his embrace.

Jun Qingmeng rubbed her cheek against his chest forcefully.

She let out a coquettish murmur.

If Guo Jia were to see this, she would definitely question her entire reality.

’You’re the powerful President Jun, for crying out loud. What’s with this cuddly act?’

Jiang Liu stroked his girlfriend’s hair and said jokingly, "Why do I get the feeling you’re craving me?"

"Yes! I am craving you. Craving your... craving you as a person!"

...

For a moment, Jiang Liu didn’t know how to respond.

The two fell into silence.

Jun Qingmeng looked at Jiang Liu and asked in a small voice, "Honey, I want to sleep on your side again."

Though her voice was quiet, it carried a tone of cute, coquettish charm.

Jiang Liu didn’t refuse. "Then come over... but let’s get this straight, don’t move around so much when you sleep like you did last night."

Last night, Jun Qingmeng had been a restless sleeper, wrapping and unwrapping her legs around him.

’I’m not a plush toy...’

"Mhm! I know!"

Jun Qingmeng stroked Tongtong’s hair, gave her a kiss, then crawled over to Jiang Liu’s side in her nightgown and slipped under the covers.

Beneath her nightgown, her legs were fair and smooth. Their proportions were so perfect they were like a work of art that the slightest change would spoil.

Jiang Liu glanced once before turning his head to sleep.

’If I look too long, I won’t be able to sleep.’ He had to admit his girlfriend was like a ripe, sweet fruit from head to toe. So damn tempting!

Jun Qingmeng snuggled tightly against Jiang Liu, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Honey... can you pat me? I want you to pat me to sleep."

"Okay."

Jiang Liu extended his arm, and Jun Qingmeng quickly rested her head in the crook of it.

He gently patted Jun Qingmeng’s slender back.

Within a few minutes, Jun Qingmeng’s breathing became even and sweet.

’She powers down pretty fast.’

Jiang Liu wasn’t sleepy. He turned his head to look at the sky through the gap in the curtains.

The night was dark and heavy. There was no moon, only the distant neon glow from the bustling downtown area.

He glanced at his phone. His third uncle still hadn’t accepted his friend request.

’I wonder what’s going on.’

Jiang Liu had wanted to ask his third uncle how the family was doing.

At eleven o’clock at night, Jiang Liu gently pinched Jun Qingmeng’s little nose and saw that she was sound asleep. Only then did he slowly get up and leave the room.

Down in the garage, the smell of gasoline mixed with the cold air hit his face.

"It’s already this chilly in early autumn. Looks like it’s going to be a cold winter..."

Jiang Liu muttered to himself as he went to yesterday’s spot.

The small white truck was there, just as he expected.

He grabbed the key that had been left for him, unlocked the back, and saw a pile of things stacked in the corner—tables, stools, a gas tank, a banner, and other miscellaneous items.

Yue Longfan had followed Jiang Liu’s instructions and added four large red barrels, each about a meter high and fifty centimeters in diameter.

Jiang Liu checked his system’s backend.

[Number of people who left good reviews: 4,657.]

’That’s a bit low. There are still nine days left...’

Jiang Liu felt a little anxious. He had to unlock the sixth page, no matter what.

’I don’t even know the exact criteria for how the number of good reviews is calculated. Looks like I’ll just have to make and sell more buns.’

Jiang Liu immediately took out the[Bun-Making Tools]and started making buns.

Practice makes perfect.

He could now make several hundred in ten seconds. Excluding the prep time for buying ingredients, Jiang Liu spent forty minutes making nine thousand buns.

Luckily, his buns were small, and they were freeze-dried. Otherwise, the seven barrels really wouldn’t have been able to hold them all.

’In a couple of days, I’ll add some other delicacies to sell...’

With that thought, Jiang Liu clipped the key back into the gap in the mudguard behind the tire.

He returned to the room.

The moment he opened the door, Jiang Liu froze.

Jun Qingmeng was sitting on the bed, staring blankly.

"Why are you up again? Not sleeping?"

Jun Qingmeng shook her head. "I sensed you were gone. I was just waiting for you so we could sleep together."

"Alright, let’s get to sleep then."

Jiang Liu felt a twinge of guilt, worried his girlfriend would press him about where he had been.

Climbing back into the quilt, he was met with warmth and a sweet fragrance.

"Okay!"