Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 366 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 66_1

Chapter 366: Chapter 366 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 66_1

Having spent a lot of time with Huang Dapeng, I got to know who his master was and then wanted to find out who his martial uncles were.

It wasn’t too difficult, "When his grandfather went abroad, why didn’t he take Ho Ming’s dad with him?"

Everyone liked the old fellows a lot, and that guy wasn’t short of money either, so he could have bought boat and plane tickets to go abroad.

"Not every old boy is that popular; Ho Ming’s grandparents married through matchmaking and lacked affection for one another."

"Later on, his grandfather worked abroad all year round and didn’t spend many days at home."

"You should know his grandfather had a nickname, right?" He was a well-known chef, and even after so much time, some stories still got out.

Zhao Aoran nodded, "So he abandoned the wife and child?"

"Yeah, abandoned them, and they had a really tough time." In that crazy era, or even earlier, life could be as tough as it gets.

"Bad social status, married late, and then had children several years after marriage."

Although Zhao Aoran felt his current life was also hard, being abandoned by the family, at least his childhood was truly happy.

It was different for Ho Ming; with an elderly grandmother, a sick mother, and an early deceased father, the family had a bad social status, and he had to support the family from a young age.

"The same goes for being young and having to support the family."

"The gap is really huge." People talk about how hard Fan Xiaofei’s life is, how he supported the Fan Family when they were in trouble, and so on.

To be honest, there’s just no comparison with Ho Ming; their situations are worlds apart.

As for Huang Lei’s high regard for Ho Ming, Zhao Aoran felt quite uncomfortable, or rather very uncomfortable, but he couldn’t say it out loud.

"Is he planning to open a restaurant or go out to work in the future?" He might be Huang Dapeng’s apprentice’s nephew, but he really teaches him like an apprentice, everything.

As long as the kid’s cooking skills are good, he really doesn’t have to worry about his future; it’s just not clear which path he will choose.

Huang Leizao really wanted to roll her eyes, "What his future holds and what he thinks are all his own business."

"Whether he opens a restaurant or finds a place to work, it’s all up to him."

Being able to hold up the family, Ho Ming is not a pushover but someone with his own ideas and willpower.

Zhao Aoran thought about it and agreed, "What do you want to do? The old man will neither make suggestions nor offer them to others."

"Right, this is my order."

"I’m going back." He had been really busy these past few days with his business continuing and his studies, which he couldn’t neglect; he was literally flying from task to task.

As Zhao Aoran was leaving, he looked back at Ho Ming cutting vegetables in the courtyard and snickered to himself.

When he found out a young man was following Huang Dapeng around, he inquired about him in all sorts of ways.

Some things couldn’t be found out, but others, like family background and age, could be learned.

Don’t ask how he knew; just know that if you’re not a local resident, staying here for a long time requires a certificate from the residents’ committee, otherwise you can’t stay permanently.

Knowing Ho Ming’s age, that he had no parents, that he was an orphan, how could he not be nervous?

Super nervous, indeed. He remembered the Huang family always wanted to find a son-in-law for her, but that was really hard to accomplish.

Later, when he found out the guy was a chef and even though calling Huang Dapeng "Uncle Master," Zhao Aoran was worried.

If he was really taking on an apprentice, shouldn’t he be called "Master"? But why call him "Uncle Master"?

Sure, here is the translation of the provided text:

That makes sense, if you call Huang Dapeng "Master," then there’s no way to become a live-in son-in-law, but if you call him "Uncle Master," there’s room for maneuvering.

Now, he really didn’t consider it a threat, for a simple reason: the other party was very assertive, and judging by the way he chopped vegetables, he was genuinely skilled.

Even if it was a pigheaded person, there’s no reason why their culinary skills wouldn’t improve after such intensive training under Huang Dapeng.

If their skills really didn’t improve, it wouldn’t just be Huang Lei who looked down on them—Huang Dapeng wouldn’t be pleased either.

If that kid really had talent, would he be willing to marry into the family? A man with his own ideas and abilities would definitely not want to be a live-in son-in-law.

With this in mind, Zhao Aoran’s steps lightened considerably—lately, he had been truly busy.

He was studying law, which required memorizing a lot of material, and then he was also busy trying to make money.

What’s more, he had unexpectedly received a letter from his long-absent family asking about his well-being, mentioning that if he was short on money, they could provide some support.

After all sorts of talk, the gist of the letter was, if possible, they hoped he could come back for a visit, saying that his grandparents missed him terribly.

Even though he knew there was a lot of padding in those words, he always remembered the kindness of his grandparents.

They were getting on in years now, and as the letter said, who knew when the two elders would leave this world.

If that time came, he would be very saddened and would remember it for the rest of his life. After much thought, Zhao Aoran decided that during the winter break, he would definitely go back for a proper visit.

Even if they might resort to any kind of tactics then, Zhao Aoran stated he really didn’t care.

Now, although he didn’t have the power to confront the Zhao Family directly, he wasn’t someone they could bully at will.

As the end-of-term exams concluded, everyone started to pack up their prepared luggage to go home.

Zhang Xia also packed her luggage to return to the courtyard house with Huang Lei; they had bought train tickets for tomorrow’s journey back.

Since it came down to asking anyway, they had bought Zhang Xia’s ticket as well, opting for soft sleepers for the four of them.

When Zhang Xia learned they were taking soft sleepers back, she was genuinely stunned; she had thought that hard sleepers were sufficient, at least they had the opportunity to rest properly overnight.

To her surprise, the outcome was delightful—she could actually travel back in soft sleepers.

This greatly exceeded her expectations, and although the ticket cost more, Zhang Xia stated she really wasn’t flustered.

"I’ve prepared quite a few coupons. I’ll just buy more Capital City snacks and then look for local specialties from here to take back,"

"Once I’m back, I’ll find a place to distribute the goods directly." This method of making money had been suggested by Zhao Aoran.

Even though the earnings weren’t much, including the items she’d bring from her hometown and then some extra stuff, she could make a decent amount of money.

Taking a soft sleeper was expensive, but it meant she could carry more. "I still need to check out the market one more time."

Zhang Xia took out a notebook and kept writing things down, Huang Lei peeked over and saw that it was like deciphering code—she wasn’t unfairly accused.

"Really, you should’ve studied medicine, just based on how you write," Huang Lei pulled back her head, continuing to work on the formula.

That reminded Zhang Xia, "Right, make sure to prepare some of those masks for me."

"Masks? For you?" Huang Lei waved her hand grandly, indicating it was no problem.

When Zhang Xia’s family shipped their specialty products, they always shared some with her.

Whenever there was a meeting or an event Huang Lei couldn’t attend, Zhang Xia would help to take notes.

Things like face masks were just simply given to her.