An Earthly Immortal Realm Wild Ginseng for a Luxury Villa?

The people around them could no longer hold back. They immediately stepped forward, each taking a spoonful. After one bite, they all closed their eyes in unspoken agreement. The flavor was truly unforgettable, and everyone immersed themselves in that unique, natural taste.

"It's delicious, truly delicious."

"I've never had tofu like this before."

"This method is incredible."

"It tastes better than that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall from earlier. That one wasn't bad either, but its flavor was a little excessive, too rich. This is fresher. One bite, and your whole body feels indescribably comfortable."

"Exactly. This is what a true master is like. A little brown sugar, a little fruit wine, and he made something better than a dish simmered for over forty hours. This is returning to simplicity."

As he listened to the discussion beside him, Zhang Ye's face darkened more and more.

"I don't believe a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that was painstakingly simmered for forty hours could lose to ingredients he found at the last minute." Zhang Ye squeezed forward after saying that and took a bite. His face instantly turned ashen. The texture was too special, special enough to make him want to slam his head into a wall. His forty-hour Buddha Jumps Over the Wall had actually lost to syrup that took less than five minutes to make. What the hell.

Heh, trying to screw me over? Now you'll learn the power of Monkey Wine produced by Flower-Fruit Mountain! That was premium stuff worth five hundred Merit.

Who knew? If they drank enough of it, it might even prolong their lives.

Qin Fen looked at Zhang Ye and chuckled. As a Four-Haves Newcomer magnanimous enough to forgive others, he decided to let the matter go. So he said, "Zhang Ye, I don't think there's any need to judge this any further, right?"

Damn it, those were his own words. Zhang Ye's expression was awful, as though his mother had died.

"Then what about the bet?"

Damn it. Zhang Ye wanted to kill Qin Fen. If Qin Fen had not brought it up, he would not have mentioned it either. Yet this bastard had immediately turned the tables on him.

"Exactly. Since you're a man, you should keep your word." Song Jianjun spoke up. He had long found Zhang Ye unpleasant to look at.

"Mm, indeed. A person should be trustworthy." Sun Yating's father muttered sarcastically.

"President Sun, what do you think?" Zhang Ye chickened out. Leaving would mean enormous losses. He had contracted the kitchen, and business here was quite good. But after losing today, it would be difficult for him to continue making a living in Yiling. He was unwilling to leave. With his skills, he would not starve, but things would certainly become much harder.

"Then we'll proceed according to the agreement." Sun Yating did not even glance at him. You threatened me, and now even if you got on your knees and begged, I'd still find you filthy.

"President Sun, Old Zhang may not have made great contributions these past two years, but he has worked hard, hasn't he?" Zhang Ye was still unwilling to give up and began playing the emotional card.

"When you contracted the kitchen, you pulled off quite the procurement scheme. Do you really think I don't know what was going on? You also harassed the waitresses whenever you had the chance. Many people have complained. Why do you think I would keep you?"

"President Sun, you'd better think this through. Once I leave, it won't be easy to find a chef who can take over immediately." Zhang Ye's expression changed as he prepared to act like a thug.

"You don't need to worry about that. Yating, isn't it just a chef? I'll handle it for you. I'll find you a first-rate chef by this afternoon." Song Shaoqing had come to handle serious business and needed a favor from her. Besides, they had grown up together. How could he sit by and watch Sun Yating suffer a loss?

"You'll regret this," Zhang Ye said, throwing caution to the wind.

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll have someone throw you out." Song Shaoqing's expression changed. Get lost. In Yiling, right in front of Song Shaoqing, who did Zhang Ye think he could threaten?

"President Song, you?"

"Get out. I don't have time to deal with you. Yating, I came specifically because I need to ask you something. It's a major matter. No matter what, you have to help your brother with it. Everything else is negotiable. Just tell me what you want. As long as I have it, it's yours."

Seeing that Song Shaoqing had truly lost his temper, Zhang Ye shrank his neck. Others might not know, but he knew perfectly well that this man had an enormous background. He immediately shot Qin Fen a glare, then left in disgrace with his apprentice.

"Dad, I need to discuss something with Yating. Uncle Sun, you two sit for a while," Song Shaoqing said.

"You brat, go handle your business. Come on, Little Qin, let us three old fellows have a chat."

"Old Song, that's not fair. You're taking advantage of me."

"Really? How come I didn't know that?"

"I can't be bothered with you."

Qin Fen chatted half-heartedly with the two old men while Song Jianjun's eyes kept darting toward him.

"Little Qin, that was Monkey Wine, wasn't it? Don't try to fool me. I drank it when I was young. Is there any left? I'll have my son pay for it. Name your price. That taste... I'd be willing to die right after one sip."

"Old Song, don't talk nonsense. The doctor said your condition has already been brought under control."

"Bullshit. Don't I know my own body? Little Qin, tell me honestly, was it? If it was, name whatever price you want. My son has money."

Qin Fen nodded.

Song Jianjun's eyes lit up. "Haha, I knew it! That was the flavor, except yours is even better. No, they're worlds apart. This is the only thing I still long for in this life. Fulfill my final wish. I've had enough out of life anyway."

"I don't have much of it either. I'll have my family send some over later." Qin Fen was not falling for that. At the very least, he could not reveal too much yet.

"Fine, but hurry. I don't think I can wait much longer."

After chatting for a while, Song Shaoqing rushed out with delight written all over his face. He left with the two old men, shouting before he went, "Don't worry, sis. The chef will be here this afternoon!"

The crowd gradually dispersed. Zhang Ye and Wang Wei had also vanished. Clap, clap. Sun Yating clapped her hands. "Starting today, let's take three days off. You'll still receive your wages, and everyone gets a five-hundred-yuan bonus."

"Long live President Sun!" The waiters and apprentices immediately grew excited. Haha, this was great. They had not had a vacation in ages, and this one was three whole days. Better yet, they had watched an epic showdown today. Before leaving, everyone greeted Qin Fen, as though they had suddenly thought of something, then hurried away.

"Then I'll be going too," Qin Fen muttered.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Today was all because of you. The vacation, getting rid of Zhang Ye, and I even helped you make a huge deal. Instead of thanking me, you're trying to leave? Oh, my heart hurts so much. If you don't believe me, feel it."

Sun Yating looked quietly at Qin Fen. The Four-Haves Newcomer wore a gloomy expression. Who are you trying to fool? Your heart hurts? You clearly mean something else by that. The moment everyone leaves, you start teasing me. You want me to feel it? Logically, you should pull my hand over and place it there. But you're standing so far away. Don't you think that makes your words sound fake? You're just talking big for fun.

Seeing the safety distance of more than three meters between them, along with her hands held in front of her chest defensively, Qin Fen looked at her with a bitter expression. Do you have any sincerity at all? You're obviously a conservative girl, so can you stop this? Is teasing me fun? Do you really think that just because I didn't go to college, I don't read? Doesn't she know that behavioral psychology is what Qin Fen usually likes reading most?

"What else is there?" Qin Fen did not believe her. Go on, make something up.

"Something good, but you have to treat me to a meal." Sun Yating was not easy to brush off, especially when a vixen took the initiative to attack.

"Fine, I'll cook you a meal tomorrow," Qin Fen immediately replied.

"No, I want to eat out." Sun Yating refused.

"But I don't have money." Qin Fen was not falling for it. He was still in the early stages of his career and needed to be frugal.

"No, you do have money. You now have a luxury villa worth five million, currently the largest and best-located property in all of Yiling, one that countless people covet, plus five hundred thousand in cash." Sun Yating looked at Qin Fen with a smile.

What was going on? He had suddenly struck it rich. Qin Fen did not believe money fell from the sky. After thinking it over and running through the people involved, his expression immediately changed. He lowered his voice and said, "You gave the ginseng to someone? Someone wants to buy it from me?"

A few friends' books are coming up next. Anyone interested can take a look. If you like them, they can help pass the time. Thank you to everyone who gave rewards today. I'm working hard on building up chapters, but I write slowly. I keep reminding myself not to write anything too outrageous and lose the normal feel of an urban story.