Reborn in the 80s: Everyone Falls For Me
Chapter 313 - 312: Fight over (4 more)

Chapter 313: Chapter 312: Fight over (4 more)

So many years had passed since his family found him and brought him back, his memory had remained stuck in that moment ever since.

He had even forgotten their names.

The injury was too severe, and the fever had affected his brain; as a result, many things were unclear to him, and his memories consisted of only a few vague images each time.

It was these images that let him know he had been married and had three children, two sons and a daughter.

Yet, he didn’t even know where they lived or what their names were.

What did it matter that his family had a significant business? He couldn’t even find his own wife and children.

Without any information, not knowing their names, nor their place of residence.

How was he supposed to find them?

If he could forget, how he wished he could.

But these were his wife and children, how could he not think of them, not long for them.

Elder Master Jin saw his old comrade was truly heartbroken and decided to comfort him by reluctantly offering something he cherished dearly.

"Alright, alright, stop wallowing in sadness all day. I’m telling you, my eldest grandson has taken a wife, and you have no idea how good my grandson’s wife’s culinary skills are."

When talking about his grandson’s wife’s cooking skills, Elder Master Jin’s eyes shone with admiration.

"Didn’t I go down to Nancheng the other time? Eh, my grandson’s wife, that dear girl, wanted to show her affection for this decrepit old man. Before leaving, she insisted on making me two jars of Butter Sauce and made me bring it here. It’s a real treat, and I can hardly bear to share it with my profligate children. Come on, stop moping by yourself, stop that darned chess game. I’ll take you to my house and have the servant make some for you."

Xu Wentian saw that Elder Master Jin was trying to cheer him up and didn’t wish to wallow in sentiment any longer.

"I’ve heard all about your grandson’s wife’s cooking skills throughout the Jingdu circle. Today, I must go and taste it myself to see if it’s as exaggerated as they say."

"Exaggerated? Old man, wait until you’ve tried it. Just don’t start fighting with me for a share afterward. You might even end up exaggerating it more than I do."

So the two old men returned together to the Jingdu Military Region Compound.

Jin Xiaoni, accompanied by Yu Feifei, came to play at the house. When she saw the two elderly masters arriving, Jin Xiaoni and Yu Feifei quickly stood up.

Jin Xiaoni: "Grandpa, you’re back? Hello, Grandpa Xu."

Yu Feifei also politely greeted them: "Hello, Grandpa Jin, hello, Grandpa Xu."

Elder Master Jin had planned to bring his old comrade for some delicious food, but he hadn’t intended to share his treasure with these two young girls.

So he waved his hand and said: "You two go out and play. I have important matters to discuss with your Grandpa Xu. Don’t stay here and disturb us."

Jin Xiaoni shrugged helplessly: "Sister Feifei, let’s go."

Yu Feifei hesitated, wanting to say something but ultimately kept it to herself and followed Jin Xiaoni out.

Xu Wentian had witnessed the whole show of Elder Master Jin’s shameless side.

"Why are you so stingy? You can’t even bear to share with your own granddaughter."

Elder Master Jin didn’t care about his ridicule: "That’s why you should know how precious this thing is to this old man. Wait till later—if you’re not grateful, I won’t even let you taste it."

Xu Wentian: "...To do such a disgraceful thing in front of an outsider like me, aren’t you afraid of losing face for your Jin family?"

Since Elder Master Jin always had the phrase "losing face for the Jin family" on his lips, Xu Wentian had grown accustomed to it.

From time to time, he would use it to tease him.

Elder Master Jin wasn’t bothered either.

"Do you want to eat or not? If you do, then shut up."

Seeing how much he treasured it, Xu Wentian became quite curious.

Soon, the housekeeper finished cooking the noodles, and even made bone broth, which, although not as good as his grandson’s wife’s secret broth, was certainly better than just noodle water.

Only then did the old master take out the personal key from his waistband, ran upstairs, and brought down his Butter Sauce, adding two large spoonfuls to the bowl.

To comfort his old comrade’s sorrow, the old master reluctantly added an extra spoonful.

"Go on, try it and see?"

Before, Xu Wentian had thought about being reserved, but once he smelled the unique rich aroma in the soup, his eyes changed in an instant.

He quickly picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

As soon as he took the first bite, Elder Master Jin leaned eagerly over the table, tilting his head to ask him: "How is it? How is it? How does it taste? Is it not the best noodle dish you’ve ever had?"

It wasn’t just the best noodle dish he had never had; it was the best food he had ever tasted, incomparably superior to anything else.

Compared to this, everything he ate before might as well have been pig feed.

But Xu Wentian couldn’t stand the look of smug satisfaction on Elder Master Jin’s face and managed to restrain himself for a moment, "It’s alright, I guess. Just so-so."

"Just so-so?" Elder Master Jin was instantly displeased.

How dare you call such delicious food "just so-so," you old coot? Just keep pretending here then.

Conveniently, he didn’t like to see that always-pretending expression of his.

Without another word, he reached over and pulled the bowl in front of Xu Wentian toward himself.

"Since you think it’s just so-so, you’d better not eat it. Hurry on home and have your housekeeper cook you up something even tastier. This dish is just passable, you shouldn’t eat it and upset your stomach. That would be too much suffering," he said.

Xu Wentian quickly grabbed the bowl back, his eyes wide with anger, "Jin Dongyang, how can you still be so shameless at your age? Taking back something you’ve already given out, you really are reverting to your old ways."

"I just enjoy it," the old master said, squinting his eyes.

Xu Wentian’s lips twitched a few times, "Put it down."

"Why put it down? Since it’s just passable, you shouldn’t make yourself suffer," Elder Master Jin insisted.

Resigned, Xu Wentian said, "Alright, alright. You just want to hear me praise your grandson’s wife, right? Praise, praise, praise. I’ll do it. Delicious, delicious. Happy now? It’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten. Satisfied? Can I get my hands off it now? Such character."

This time Elder Master Jin didn’t continue to block him and happily placed the bowl back in front of him, even making a welcoming gesture.

"Eat up. Don’t say I’m stingy. I can’t even bear to give it to my own grandkids and have given it all to an old buddy like you."

Only then did Xu Wentian continue to savor his meal leisurely.

Xu Wentian, like Elder Master Jin, was a fan of spicy food, and these noodles just exploded in his taste buds.

The sour and spicy flavor was refreshing and not greasy, and the scarce dices of shiitake mushrooms and beef were simply irresistible.

Xu Wentian was head over heels in love with this flavor.

It looked like Grandpa Jin hadn’t exaggerated this time—his grandson’s wife’s cooking skills were nothing short of remarkable.

After finishing his spicy butter noodles, Xu Wentian was sweating bullets. It was the most exhilarating meal he had ever had.

With food this good, how could Xu Wentian let Grandpa Jin enjoy it all by himself?

He used every trick in the book, from cajoling to bribing to threatening, and finally managed to snag a small canning jar’s worth from Grandpa Jin’s hands.

Clutching the small jar of Butter Sauce like a treasure, Xu Wentian couldn’t have been more pleased, even more so than Grandpa Jin, stashing it right under his bed to hide it away.

Just in case those bunny brats at home tried to sneak a taste.

*

Zhao Pang went to deliver the Liuyue Su and returned without pocketing a single penny of the ten thousand yuan he received.

Not only that, but out of the 150 yuan that Xu Niannian had given him for expenses, he saved 60 yuan and gave it all back to her.

This made Xu Niannian trust Zhao Pang’s character even more.

The factory had officially started production.

Even after training, the Liuyue Su they produced still weren’t up to standard.

Luckily, Xu Niannian had the foresight to have them produce on a small scale before ramping up production, not daring to make too much all at once.

Finally, after failing four or five times, they reached the standard that Xu Niannian had set.

Xu Niannian generously let the villagers take home the Liuyue Su that didn’t meet the standard.

However, to prevent anyone from deliberately making substandard Liuyue Su to take home, she still imposed penalties.

Of course, there were those who were dissatisfied, but Xu Niannian was straightforward—anyone unhappy with any factory rule could leave at any time.

She wouldn’t take advantage of anyone; however many days they worked, she’d pay them for those days.

Once she made that clear, no one complained any longer, and they all got back to work efficiently.

Furthermore, news came from Sun Qiang and his wife on the third day.

Instead of developing new clients, they opened their own pastry shop for a trial run.

Selling at fifty cents a piece and after a strong promotional push by Li Shan, they managed to sell a thousand Liuyue Su on the first day.

For a single store not even located in the city center to sell so many, Li Shan couldn’t wait to call Xu Niannian to report the success and request another order of sixty thousand pieces.