The Temptation of Delicious Food

Yu Qingqing's expression was hazy as she ate her Egg Fried Rice. She didn't even notice when the rice on her plate was gone, still reaching for the spoon to scoop more. After poking around a few times, Yu Qingqing realized she had already finished all the rice.

"Boss, I want another serving..."

Yu Qingqing felt even hungrier after eating one serving, so she spoke without thinking.

"Go get some yourself," Zhang Han replied indifferently, not looking back.

"Oh." Yu Qingqing nodded. As she stood up, she saw Liang Mengqi walking back with another serving of Egg Fried Rice and a cup of milk.

Oh, right, I haven't drunk the goat milk yet.

Once Yu Qingqing started eating the Egg Fried Rice, she completely forgot about everything around her, even the goat milk next to her plate.

So, Yu Qingqing quickly picked up the goat milk.

She took a sip. The temperature was just right. The rich milky aroma mixed with the unique gamey scent of goat made Yu Qingqing unable to stop herself from gulping it down after the first sip.

She finished it in one go and closed her eyes to savor the lingering taste.

"Qingqing," Liang Mengqi, having eaten once before, was more aware of her surroundings. She couldn't help but softly remind her, "There's only one serving of rice left. Hurry if you want some."

"Huh?"

Liang Mengqi's words pulled Yu Qingqing back to reality. Once she reacted, she rushed to the counter at 180 mph, scooping all the rice from the communal pot onto her plate. She also poured herself a cup of milk since the goat milk was gone, then leisurely walked back.

After putting down her plate, she glanced at Liang Mengqi and noticed she was eating very slowly. Yu Qingqing understood after a moment's thought; with only this much rice left, of course, one should eat slowly to savor the taste.

By the time the two of them finished eating, they faintly heard sobbing from behind them.

"Huh?"

Curious, they both got up and walked over to Zhao Dahu. They saw that Zhao Dahu was indeed crying.

"Why are you crying?" Yu Qingqing asked irritably.

"Wuwuwu..." Zhao Dahu sobbed while eating his Egg Fried Rice, "It's too delicious..."

"It's delicious, so why are you crying?" Liang Mengqi said, half amused and half exasperated.

"I have a business trip next week, and I'll be gone for half a year. I'll miss Qingqing terribly. Now that I've eaten such delicious Egg Fried Rice, I'm afraid I'll starve to death out there," Zhao Dahu said sadly.

"Look at you, acting like a sissy. Didn't you want to change companies for a while now? Just quit if you don't want to go on the business trip!" Yu Qingqing glared at him fiercely.

Zhao Dahu's name sounded tough, but his personality was indecisive and rather effeminate. His delicate appearance, combined with his tone, made him seem even more so, which truly made Yu Qingqing anxious!

If he were a bit tougher, wouldn't she have agreed to him long ago?

Tsk, who would agree to him!

Yu Qingqing silently scoffed in her heart.

"Exactly. If you're away for half a year, by the time you come back, Qingqing will probably be snatched up by someone else," Liang Mengqi teased.

"What?"

Zhao Dahu froze. His eyes darted around, and after a long pause, he said with a blush and a forced gruff tone, "Then I'll go resign right now! Let's eat! I'm eating three servings of Egg Fried Rice today! After I'm done, I'll have a good talk with the director, hmph!"

"Pfft..." Liang Mengqi couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard him try to say something tough but still sound so 'girly'.

"A leopard can't change its spots!" Yu Qingqing's tone was filled with helplessness. She pulled Liang Mengqi's hand back to their seats and slowly savored her milk.

"Mengqi, the food here is really as delicious as you said. How can Egg Fried Rice be so good? I can't even imagine. Forget 280, I'd say it's worth selling for 2,800," Yu Qingqing sighed as she took small sips of milk.

"I didn't believe it when I ate the first serving, but the truth is, the food here is just that good, and..." Liang Mengqi's words were cut short when two middle-aged men walked in.

"Excuse me, may I ask what breakfast is available here?" one of them asked politely.

"It's all sold out," Zhang Han said, wiping his hands with a wet wipe before turning around.

"Sold out so quickly? Can't you make another portion?" the middle-aged man asked, confused.

"No time," Zhang Han replied blandly.

His words stunned everyone present.

You run a restaurant, and you're telling customers you don't have time to cook?

This statement also made the expressions of the two middle-aged men stiffen, their eyes clearly showing dissatisfaction. However, they didn't say anything and left with slight frowns.

At this moment, Liang Mengqi glanced at the somewhat dazed Yu Qingqing, smiled slightly, and continued her previous sentence, "Also, the boss only cooks and sells a little extra when he's making food for his daughter. He doesn't usually open for business. Do you know how hard it is to get his food now?"

"Yes... it's very hard," Yu Qingqing's expression turned serious. "It seems we'll have to come on time from now on. If other people get to taste this Egg Fried Rice, it'll be a disaster!"

"What do you mean?" Liang Mengqi asked curiously. Such delicious food, what foodie could resist it? Not being able to eat it would be a regret. Letting everyone taste it and benefiting foodies wouldn't be a great thing?

"Think about it," Yu Qingqing said with a heavy expression. "If everyone knows the food here is good, but the boss only makes a small amount each time, won't we not have enough to eat?"

"Ah!"

Liang Mengqi's face changed slightly, and she was startled.

She imagined having to queue up to eat here in the future, only to wait for a long time and not even get a grain of rice. The thought alone terrified Liang Mengqi!

"No! We have to be the fastest every time, we can't let anyone get ahead of us," Liang Mengqi said nervously.

"I do have a way to solve this problem," Yu Qingqing's eyes flashed, and she wore a mysterious smile.

"What way?" Liang Mengqi quickly asked.

"That is..." Yu Qingqing leaned her head forward and whispered, "Why don't you just go and win him over? Not only will we get a cute daughter for free, but we can also eat such delicious food every day. And look at him, he's actually quite handsome, such a distinguished young man, with good taste, cooks well, and knows how to take care of people. He's definitely the best choice for your other half!"

After hearing Yu Qingqing's string of words, Liang Mengqi's eyes gradually widened.

"What are you talking about!" Liang Mengqi's face instantly turned red, her expression a little shy.

"Look at that lovesick expression of yours. Wait here, I'll go ask." Yu Qingqing grinned and stood up, walking towards Zhang Han's dining table.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Come back quickly..." Liang Mengqi's heart skipped a beat for some reason, like a little deer running wild. This nervousness made her completely flustered and at a loss, she didn't even dare to look back at what was about to happen.

Shyness only accounted for a small part of her feelings; most of it was embarrassment about this kind of thing. She thought that the owner already had a daughter, so he must have a wife, and she wouldn't be a mistress. Yu Qingqing was so blunt, if she said something she shouldn't, how would she face the owner in the future?

Lost in thought, Liang Mengqi pricked up her ears, ready to listen to what Yu Qingqing was going to say. If she said anything excessive, she would step forward to stop her.

Fortunately, although Yu Qingqing was blunt, she was not reckless.

"Boss, your cooking is really delicious! This is the first time I've eaten such fragrant food, you're amazing!" Yu Qingqing said to Zhang Han, giving him a thumbs-up.

"Mm," Zhang Han smiled slightly.

"Of course, Daddy is super, super amazing," Mengmeng said proudly after finishing her last sip of milk, patting her little belly contentedly.

"Hehehe, Mengmeng, you are so cute and pretty, your mommy must be very beautiful too?" Yu Qingqing asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Mommy is very beautiful," Mengmeng said with a giggle.

"Boss, you have a beautiful wife and a cute child, you're so happy. I'm so envious. How many years have you been married?" Yu Qingqing asked curiously.

"Not married yet," Zhang Han replied with a slight shake of his head, then picked up Mengmeng.

"Then Mengmeng..." Yu Qingqing quickly asked.

"My biological daughter," Zhang Han said, carrying Mengmeng and turning towards the sofa, without looking back.

"Oh."

A flicker of excitement crossed Yu Qingqing's face. She quickly walked back and said slyly, "Mengqi, your chance has come. Did you hear that? He must be divorced! Hahaha, this is great. Mengqi, if you can win him over, it'll be a blessing for us!"

"Pfft, don't talk nonsense!" Liang Mengqi gave her an annoyed look and said, "Let's just eat honestly. I'm telling you, don't go around trying to matchmake people!"

"How is this matchmaking? Isn't he handsome?" Yu Qingqing said.

"I didn't think so before, but now I think he's especially handsome. He cooks so well, and plays the piano so well, it's rare," Liang Mengqi replied truthfully.

"Then it's settled. He's handsome, you're beautiful, a perfect match," Yu Qingqing said with a smile.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, we're not on the same page," Liang Mengqi snorted.

"Phew... Finally finished eating! So satisfying, I'm so satisfied! I want two more servings!" It was only now that Zhao Dahu finished eating, feeling incredibly refreshed and utterly content.

"Eat what? The food's gone!" Yu Qingqing pouted.

"Huh? How can it be gone? I'm not full yet!" Zhao Dahu was instantly stunned.

"Who told you to eat so slowly?" Yu Qingqing gave him a look.

"Ah, alright then," Zhao Dahu said with a wry smile, but his expression changed the next moment. He stood up sternly and said with great resolve, "Let's go! For Qingqing, and for this Egg Fried Rice! I've decided to quit my job right now, I'm not working today!"

"Oh, oh, oh, Zhao the sissy is suddenly getting tough?" Yu Qingqing smiled wryly. Then she stood up, took out her wallet, counted the money, and said to Zhang Han, "Boss, the bill."

"Just put it on the table," Zhang Han replied without looking up, still tidying the kitchen.

"Okay," Yu Qingqing replied, placing the meal cost for the three of them on the table.

"Boss, what time do you open for lunch?" Liang Mengqi asked.

"Around twelve," Zhang Han replied.

"Then we'll come back at twelve," Liang Mengqi smiled sweetly and turned to leave.

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