Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Perfume for Thousands!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Time was getting late, and the crowd at the square was gradually dispersing.
Before long, an imported Mercedes-Benz truck and a deep black Porsche
Cayenne drove into the square.
Both cars parked in front of Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan.
First, several muscular men who appeared to be manual laborers hopped down from the truck.
“President Cui.” The men looked at Cui Feiyan with reverence.
“Hmm.” Cui Feiyan displayed a cold and proud demeanor, emanating an aura of someone in power. “Quickly load these things onto the truck and have them delivered to his house.”
The muscular men looked at Huang Xiaolong somewhat perplexed.
Really? They were called in to work overtime in the middle of the night, merely to help a country boy…
What kind of person is this countryboy, exactly?
Could he be… a disguised young master of a wealthy family in Binhai?
In that moment, the muscular men thought plenty but they dared not ask nor delay. They hastily began to help Huang Xiaolong load the prizes onto the truck.
“Hehe, Feiyan, thanks. You’re really nice.” Huang Xiaolong looked at Cui Feiyan with a beaming smile.
“I’m not nice! Everyone at the company fears me!” Cui Feiyan glared at Huang Xiaolong and continued in a advising tone. “That performance of yours earlier completely overshadowed Ma Tianxiao… You could consider adopting Ma
Tianxiao’s entrepreneurial model and create something of your own in Binhai… It would be much more dignified than exorcising ghosts.”
It had to be said that Cui Feiyan harbored some admiration for Huang Xiaolong’s abilities.
At least in the field of memory, Huang Xiaolong’s talent surpassed Ma Tianxiao’s. If he were to start a memory training institution, she believed he would achieve more than Ma Tianxiao, and become a part of Binhai’s upper-class circle in a few years.
To her surprise, however, Huang Xiaolong shook his head earnestly. “No, no, no, I don’t want to do that… I enjoy ghost hunting, studying symbols and spells. I can do other things, but I’m really not that interested… Feiyan, ghost hunting is fun, rewarding, thrilling, and there’s good money in it too…”
“Forget it, to each their own.” Cui Feiyan shook her head, a hint of disappointment welling within her.
“Oh… Feiyan, when are you free? I can help deal with that malevolent spirit who’s latched onto you…” Huang Xiaolong broached the old topic.
“Let’s talk about it in a few days. I’ll be busy for a while.” Cui Feiyan responded dismissively.
“Then, let’s connect on WeChat.” Huang Xiaolong shamelessly took out his phone.
“Uh…” Cui Feiyan hesitated for a moment before finally adding Huang Xiaolong on WeChat.
This left the people Cui Feiyan had brought with her completely baffled!
For heavens sake! This fellow dressed like a country boy, actually managed to get Cui Feiyan’s WeChat!
If this got out, who knows how many second-generation rich kids and noble families in Binhai would be driven to crazy jealousy!
“I’ll be going now.” Cui Feiyan headed towards the Porsche Cayenne. “Oh, and…
thank you for the perfume and bag you gave me. I’ll return your favor. You’d better think about what you want as a return gift.”
After speaking, Cui Feiyan got in the car and the Porsche Cayenne drove off in a reversal.
In the car, Cui Feiyan sat in the back seat, a little dazed. Images of Huang Xiaolong’s stage performance kept flashing in her mind.
‘I have to admit, my perception of him was somewhat distorted. Maybe he’s even more outstanding than most people his age in Binhai…’
Just then!
Screech——–
The Porsche Cayenne braked hard!
Unprepared, Cui Feiyan lurched forward. She quickly reached out to steady herself on the front seat and angrily asked, “How can you drive like this!”
The driver quickly explained, “Sorry, President Cui, a BMW X6 suddenly capsized in front of us…”
Upon hearing this, Cui Feiyan looked up. Not more than ten meters ahead, a red BMW X6 had skidded in order to avoid an oil tanker that had suddenly switched lanes. It had crashed into a cement road divider, flipping four wheels up into the air. The side window was completely shattered.
Fortunately, the BMW X6 did not hit the oil tanker, otherwise it would have resulted in a more severe traffic accident.
“Bypass it, and don’t pay it any…” Cui Feiyan was about to give her command when she suddenly exclaimed, “Wait!”
Cui Feiyan recognized the license plate on the BMW X6. It belonged to Ma Tianxiao!
‘Seriously? He…he…he said that Ma Tianxiao would have a car accident tonight, suffering at least a fracture and a concussion…this…this…this is…’ Cui Feiyan was truly stunned. ‘His curses are too mystically accurate! Is he blindly guessing, or is there really something supernatural about him… Nevermind, I must never provoke him in the future… Too bizarre…’
In the square, the muscular men efficiently helped Huang Xiaolong load all the prizes into the car.
Huang Xiaolong led the way in his BYD F3, with the Mercedes-Benz truck closely following behind.
Huang Xiaolong was really enjoying himself today. Not only did he make 8000 yuan, but he also received so many prizes, which made him repeatedly exclaim, the city is truly wonderful!
Flower Lake Street at night would become increasingly bustling, as if a lustful woman had just awakened from a dream.
On both sides of the street, food stalls were spread out like a long dragon.
Wave after wave of customers here ranted freely while getting drunk, with accompanying ladies, flower selling girls, singers, waiters, shoe polishers, blind fortune tellers, and disabled beggars…
What a vivid portrayal of the world’s diverse inhabitants, mundane life unfolds like a scroll painting!
The Mercedes truck couldn’t get in, so after parking his BYD F3, Huang Xiaolong directed the muscular men to carry the prizes home.
When the muscular men found out Huang Xiaolong lived in the Lychee District of Flower Lake Street, a slum in Binhai City, the shock was indescribable.
How on earth did he get involved with President Cui? Could it be… the legendary exceptional endowment?
Huang Xiaolong himself carefully carried a Sony large LCD TV through the streets.
At that moment, a rich and fragrant aroma swept over like a tornado.
“Uh….” Huang Xiaolong stopped in his tracks, slightly closed his eyes, and soon displayed a blissfully enraptured expression.
Upon careful distinction, the aroma contained a faint poetic tea-scent, refreshing to the heart!
There was the scent of jasmine tea, with the characteristics of orchids.
There was the fresh and sweet scent of longjing tea.
There was the noble and mellow fragrance of Tieguanyin tea.
spring-like feel to the hot summer, lingering in every corner of Flower Lake
Street.
Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but follow the aroma.
Actually, not only Huang Xiaolong, but at this time, Flower Lake Street was crowded with countless people, all entranced, seeking the source of the aroma. Finally, people found the place that was radiating this soul-melting aroma— “Xiaoman’s Fast-food Restaurant.
The restaurant’s door was wide open, and strands of hot fragrance were wafting out, just like thousands of beautiful palace girls dancing enchantingly.
Soon, at least a few hundred people had gathered at the entrance of Xiaoman’s fast-food restaurant, each person with their eyes half-closed, eagerly flaring their nostrils, greedily inhaling the aroma, but none entered the restaurant, as if afraid to disturb this out of the world fragrance!
In the kitchen.
Su Xiaoman was busily at work.
She had finished simmering the secret sauce mixture of several types of tea and Chinese herbal medicines.
She brushed the sauce onto a few cleansed fatty ducks. Her brushing technique was unique, capable of allowing the sauce to fully penetrate every cell, every fiber of the duck meat, evenly and plentifully!
Then she placed the fatty ducks inside a wooden barrel for charcoal fire roasting and smoking.
The last procedure was to place the smoked and roasted fatty ducks into a steamer.
When Su Xiaoman lifted the lid of the steamer, the profound aroma instantly burst out. The imagery of this fragrance is indescribable with pen and ink, it can maximumly stimulate a foodie’s appetite.
On the tray, the duck meat glistened with grease, fatty but not greasy, tender and glowing golden all over, offering an appraisal of wealth and splendor!
The lost Qianlong era palace secret recipe of smoked duck—has been revived in the mortal world!! !!
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