Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 790 - 392 Encountering a High-paying Poaching Offer_1

Chapter 790: Chapter 392 Encountering a High-paying Poaching Offer_1

Inside the restaurant, the fragrance of dishes wafted through the air, whetting appetites.

Boss Huang restrained himself as he sniffed, "Don’t look down on New World’s old-fashioned dishes, but they really are delicious. Being able to stay in business now depends on the support of regular customers."

But it wouldn’t be long before these regular customers became his own.

Han Suying stared at Boss Huang with a stern face and ordered the receptionist, "Go, get me a kitchen knife from the kitchen!"

Boss Huang’s face stiffened, "What are you planning to do?"

The receptionist was a bit at a loss.

"Hurry up!"

Han Suying scolded.

"Oh!"

The receptionist scurried off to the kitchen, and when she returned with a kitchen knife, Huang Jinxiang and Li Yintong followed her back.

In the morning, Huang Jinxiang had successfully completed his trial cooking, winning over the proprietress with just three Cantonese dishes, and secured a job.

Tai Mei, serving as his assistant, was also allowed to stay.

"Proprietress, what’s going on?"

Huang Jinxiang looked at Boss Huang, bored with cooking and eagerly itching for a fight now that one seemed imminent.

"Who are you? Starting trouble at New World?"

Tai Mei, holding a kitchen knife, pointed it at Boss Huang’s nose, "Believe it or not, I’ll chop you to death?"

"Han Suying, you want to drive away customers now that there are only a few left?"

Boss Huang was tough as nails, and although he felt afraid, he showed no sign of it on his face, seizing Han Suying with his words.

This was the main hall with seven or eight tables of guests dining. Witnessing the confrontation, two tables who hadn’t ordered yet were ready to leave on the spot.

"Get lost!"

Han Suying cursed.

"Guests come first, what’s the matter? Is the food so bad that you’re afraid to let people eat it?"

Boss Huang shouted loud enough for everyone to hear, then walked straight to a table by the door, sat down, and picked up the menu on the table: "What century-old dishes are these? Even a dog would shake its head!"

Boss Huang clicked his tongue in disgust, "Waitress! Serve some tea!"

Lin Baici walked in just in time to hear Boss Huang’s bluster, so he picked up a teapot, walked over, and poured it directly on Boss Huang’s head.

"Xiba, what are you doing?"

Boss Huang erupted in anger, hissing in pain from the scalding water as he jumped up.

He had planned to slap Lin Baici, but the sight of Lin Baici’s tall, imposing figure instantly deflated his rage.

"I’m serving you tea!"

Lin Baici said with a slight smile, "Too hot for you? Do you want a different pot?"

"You..."

Boss Huang pulled out his phone, intending to call the police.

"Enough!"

Han Suying had a strong sense of loyalty and wouldn’t let Lin Baici take the fall. She glared at Boss Huang, issuing a final ultimatum, "If you can run your business by fair means, I’ll accept it if New World loses to you!"

"But if you continue to cause trouble, then no one’s restaurant will be able to keep operating in Gwangju!"

"I’ll see it through to the end!"

Han Suying was quite gratified by Lin Baici pouring the tea over Boss Huang’s head—pity the water wasn’t hotter.

"See it through? You can’t even afford to organise a single banquet right now, what do you have to compete with?"

Boss Huang pulled out a handkerchief, wiping the tea from his face and body.

Han Suying’s face darkened.

"Proprietress, my brother Lin has bought back the Tricholoma matsutake. Should I put them in the back kitchen?"

Quan Sangin chimed in at just the right moment.

"Hmm?"

Boss Huang frowned upon hearing this, glanced at Lin Baici, then turned to look at Selling Fish Qiang who was standing by.

"How many?"

Han Suying asked casually, not holding out much hope.

"Not quite twenty!"

Kim Jinsoo looked at Boss Huang with pride. Without asking, one knew this was the crafty foe who wanted to put New World out of business.

Han Suying hadn’t spoken yet when Boss Huang exclaimed in shock, "How many?"

"Just shy of twenty!"

Kim Jinsoo shrugged nonchalantly.

"Nonsense, do you think Tricholoma matsutake are like cabbages, that you can just go out and chop them down whenever?"

Boss Huang was incredulous.

"Boss Huang, it’s true!"

Selling Fish Qiang was also furious, because the morning’s escape of the Tricholoma matsutake wasn’t an accident, it was manufactured by Boss Huang, and being helpless to retaliate, "Brother Lin caught all these Tricholoma matsutake himself in just one morning!"

"You think I’m a three-year-old?"

Boss Huang ranted, "If it were easy to catch Tricholoma matsutake, they’d already be on every household’s dining table!"

Selling Fish Qiang could empathise with Boss Huang, not believing it himself until he had seen it firsthand.

"When my brother Lin makes a move, what can’t he handle?"

Tai Mei walked over to Lin Baici’s side and hugged his arm.

Han Suying’s lips parted in surprise, but she soon regained her composure, "Cao Tai Huan, take the Tricholoma matsutake to the back kitchen!"

"You all must be tired, right? Go rest first; I’ll have the chef cook you a big meal."

Doubt shone in Han Suying’s eyes.

How could such a capable young man want to work in her restaurant? Surely there was a hidden story? Nonetheless, seeing Boss Huang unhappy made her feel good.

"Yes!"

Lin Baici nodded, then turned to Boss Huang, "Are you eating? If not, get out!"

"Xiba, eat what? I’m already full from anger!"

Boss Huang left, really wanting to hurl insult, but the look on Lin Baici’s face made him hold his tongue.

His instincts told him that if he did, he would be beaten, and it would be brutal.

After Boss Huang left, Han Suying immediately went to the storeroom, where she saw all the Tricholoma matsutake tied up together.

"So many?"

Han Suying was shocked but then breathed a sigh of relief.

The evening banquet could be arranged as planned.

"Bai Ci, thank you. I’ll pay you for the Tricholoma matsutake at market rate!"

Han Suying was always generous and never took advantage of others.