Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 591: The Ultimate Temptation of Deliciousness_1

Chapter 591: Chapter 591: The Ultimate Temptation of Deliciousness_1

"Since you’ve bought so much, let me show you how to eat it," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile.

He reached out, picked up a pair of disposable gloves from the food box, and put them on.

When it comes to eating, especially the snacks of Zhongjing.

Bai Xiaosheng had discovered, during his last shopping trip with Mo Xin and with the help of the guide provided by Red Lotus, how the versatile foodies would reconstruct these snacks to create the ultimate deliciousness!

"The Baiwei Residence’s layered pastry, the outer layer can be peeled off, just like a dumpling wrapper, lay it down here. Tear the Qingfeng Residence’s sauced duck and pork knuckle into fine shreds, lay them out, then add another pastry layer, top it with a few strands of Fuyun Number’s silver-thread salted plum, take some of Chen Family’s aged crispy bites from Sifeng Street, crush them, sprinkle on top, and roll it up," Xiaosheng explained his actions, surprisingly combining several different snacks together.

"That’s just crazy talk!" Zhang Tianze scoffed under his breath, mocking quietly.

Yet Chen Xiaoya’s eyes widened in disbelief, all ears.

"Here, give it a try," Xiaosheng smiled, handing the rolled snack to Lin Weiwei.

"Mixing them all together, can it actually taste good?" Weiwei muttered doubtfully, also somewhat skeptical.

Bai Xiaosheng made an inviting gesture, his eyes encouraging.

Only then did Weiwei gingerly place the roll in her mouth, took a gentle bite, and slowly chewed.

Her beautiful eyes immediately went wide with disbelief, looking down at the snack that Bai Xiaosheng had improved.

"This is too delicious!" Even a collected girl like Weiwei couldn’t help but exclaim.

The crust was crisp and springy, first flooding the mouth with a savory meat aroma, followed by a refreshing aftertaste, with the pastry’s delicate texture lingering at the end.

One bite of the snack set off an explosion of taste buds, each chew seemed to reveal a thousand different nuances.

Before, Weiwei had always thought that "so delicious it makes you want to cry" was an exaggerated phrase foodies used, but now, with this one bite, she truly felt there were no words to describe the wonder!

Following Weiwei’s exclamation, Chen Xiaoya immediately stood up, blinking her large eyes at them.

"Miss, could you let me have a taste please?" Xiaoya looked at Weiwei eagerly, pleadingly.

Bai and Weiwei exchanged startled glances.

Unable to resist a glance at Bai, Xiaoya’s gaze fell on his face, her eyes filled with entreaty.

This young lady, pretty and dressed in brands, carried an extraordinary demeanor, yet who would have thought she was a foodie...

Xiaosheng smiled, replicated the roll, and passed it over.

Xiaoya took it cautiously, took a bite, and her beautiful eyes went wide. Moments later, they welled up with tears.

"Xiaoya, what’s wrong?" Zhang Tianze was startled and quickly got up.

The two accompanying attendants also stood up anxiously.

"It’s so delicious," Xiaoya sobbed a little.

Bai and Weiwei were initially alarmed, but hearing her words, they looked at each other, speechless and surprised.

Such a reaction was truly that of a supreme foodie...

"So, do you want another one?" Weiwei couldn’t help but feel a bit of compassion and asked softly.

"Yes, yes, please," Xiaoya nodded eagerly, like a pecking chicken.

Zhang Tianze watched as Xiaoya looked at Bai with eyes full of admiration, and he felt bouts of irritation.

I’ve spared no expense, going to great lengths to please you with romance every day, yet I’ve never seen you look at me like that!

Deep within Zhang Tianze’s eyes, there lurked a hidden resentment, and when he looked at Bai, it naturally included a deeply buried hostility.

Bai didn’t notice and probably wouldn’t have imagined that he could offend someone with food.

The seats in this business cabin were of a new design and could be rotated.

With the help of the flight attendants, everyone sat face to face, Xiaoya looking eagerly at the food box in Bai’s hands, full of anticipation and joy.

With the two ladies Weiwei and Xiaoya there, Zhang Tianze managed to keep a polite smile, maintaining his manners rather gracefully.

Sitting opposite each other, everyone introduced themselves, getting acquainted, and even the two attendants were mentioned. The male attendant was Zhang Tianze’s man, He Yitao, and the female attendant was Xiaoya’s, Tian Cheng.

"Xiaosheng, what’s the name of this dish you made?" Chen Xiaoya asked while eating.

The way she said "Xiaosheng," was very sweet—but not cloying, not annoying at all.

At the very least, Lin Weiwei didn’t find it off-putting.

However, Zhang Tianze had a slightly unpleasant expression on his face.

He had been working so hard for many days, waiting on her hand and foot, yet he hadn’t earned such an affectionate "Xiaosheng." And now, some kid he’d never met before had snatched it away.

Plus, this kid had a smart and beautiful woman like Lin Weiwei by his side.

His heart instantly filled with an even greater dislike for Bai Xiaosheng.

"This?..." Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a moment, then smiled, "It doesn’t have a name yet. How about you give it one? Would that be okay?"

Actually, the original creator of this delicious dish had already given it a name, "Intoxication Between the Lips and Teeth."

But if Bai Xiaosheng said that out loud right now, it wouldn’t be much different from flirting...

Especially in front of someone else’s pursuer—it would definitely be seen as picking a fight...

"No name? I get to name it? Sure, sure!" Chen Xiaoya immediately became excited, "Hmm... what should I call it!"

Lin Weiwei’s smile was full of anticipation, curious about what name this "foodie sister" would give the snack.

"How about ’Salt Plum Crisp Duck and Braised Pork Roll’! How does that sound?" Chen Xiaoya asked, full of hope.

Bai Xiaosheng was startled, chuckled, and muttered, "If it makes you happy."

"Actually, it’s quite fitting, not bad at all," Lin Weiwei quite encouragingly said.

"With these remaining ingredients, you can make other tasty things too," Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the food box, smiled, and started working at a relaxed pace, quickly conjuring several new snacks.

"Here, have a taste," Xiaosheng offered to everyone.

Zhang Tianze couldn’t help but take one, too.

The new snacks amazed Lin Weiwei, Zhang Tianze’s eyes widened in surprise, and Chen Xiaoya kept exclaiming in amazement.

Each kind was the epitome of delicious, creating an addictive desire in everyone.

The other passengers in the carriage, curious, came over, and Bai Xiaosheng didn’t skimp, handing out several servings.

After trying them, people couldn’t help but praise loudly.

The normally quiet business cabin suddenly became a bit noisy and lively.

Watching Bai Xiaosheng being praised by everyone and adored by Chen Xiaoya, Zhang Tianze felt increasingly irritated, the disgust in the depths of his eyes growing heavier.

"Brother Bai, what do you do for a living? You seem to know a lot about food—are you a cook?" Zhang Tianze said with a fake laugh, his words unkind and tinged with sarcasm.

Even if Bai Xiaosheng was really a chef, referring to a chef as merely a "cook" is clearly disrespectful.

Moreover, saying this in front of so many people, and to a peer, was clearly intentional.

Chen Xiaoya, preoccupied with eating, hadn’t noticed.

But Lin Weiwei wasn’t pleased and opened her mouth to tell him—Bai Xiaosheng is a bona fide big company CEO!

Bai Xiaosheng stopped her.

He had noticed that the look in Zhang Tianze’s eyes was off.

After a brief moment of being taken aback, Bai Xiaosheng realized what was happening.

The kid was annoyed because he had stolen the spotlight in front of his companion.

Clever boy! You eat my food, and you want to pick a fight with me?

No way!

But, since I have nothing better to do, I might as well tease you.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled at Zhang Tianze, "Me? I’m not a cook, I’m actually a fortune teller. We have a long way to go, and it’s quite boring. Mister Zhang, are you interested in having your fortune told? Ten thousand per session, no charge if it’s not accurate."