Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 425 The Foolish Filial Man’s Wife 40_1

Chapter 425: Chapter 425 The Foolish Filial Man’s Wife 40_1

After getting off the plane, they immediately took a taxi to the best hotel.

Liao Kai, of course, didn’t speak the entire way, silently following behind Zhao Wenjin, and Liao Jiayu being a child, naturally listened to her parents’ arrangements.

The father and daughter with carefree attitudes were both shocked with their mouths agape when they heard the room rates announced at the front desk.

They knew that expenses while traveling wouldn’t be low, but they hadn’t expected them to be this high.

Adding up the plane tickets and the room rates—but not yet counting the cost of food and drink—it was already about a year of his salary.

Not to mention the cost of eating and drinking, traveling sure is nice, especially since the weather here isn’t cold, but the money is really flowing out like running water.

Zhao Wenjin, who got the keys, pushed the stupefied Liao Kai, "Grab the luggage, let’s go back to our room."

"After a short rest, we’ll prepare to go out for some delicious food." The thought of having delicious food soon made Zhao Wenjin particularly excited.

She had especially asked the front desk earlier to recommend local delicacies, so she really felt like she had struck gold.

She was already eager and couldn’t wait to go out and feast.

Upon hearing the price, the father and daughter who thought the room was too expensive didn’t feel that way once they entered the room.

"This room even has a private bathroom, and a small living room?"

Liao Kai had never stayed in such a nice room before when he had gone on business trips.

"Yeah, or else how could it be so expensive?"

"Mainly because the child is grown up; one bed wouldn’t be enough."

"I mentioned this to the front desk, and they can add an extra bed to our room."

If it weren’t for that, she would have liked to save some money, "The price is a bit high, but it’s better than getting two separate rooms."

"With a private bathroom, we can also change our clothes."

Liao Kai kept nodding, while not forgetting to organize the luggage a bit, and after the three of them rested a while, they took a taxi to enjoy the local cuisine and also visit the places Liao Jiayu wanted to go.

When traveling, waking up each day the first thought is about where to eat something delicious, at first Zhao Wenjin wanted to find places recommended by the front desk or hotel staff.

Unexpectedly, after dining at a small local restaurant teeming with locals once, they all exclaimed how delicious it was.

As a result, wherever they went, they followed the local trends, sitting down to eat at a small restaurant crowded with locals and trying the recommended dishes.

Although there was a language barrier, it was no problem for Zhao Wenjin, as she would simply scan the dishes in front of the other patrons upon entering a restaurant.

Seeing ingredients that looked appetizing, she would just point at them, signaling they would have that dish, and in this way, they ate their way through, although occasionally they had something that wasn’t tasty, but for the most part, they made successful choices.

The three of them could say they were so happy that they forgot about home, including Liao Kai, who was not particularly concerned with gourmet food, but would still discuss which restaurant’s food was delicious.

As they talked, Liao Kai suddenly had an idea, "Xiao Jin, you’re good at drawing. I think you could create a set of drawings of the local food here."

"Not everyone can come here to feast, and even if they do come, they wouldn’t know where to find the delicious food."

When Liao Kai had traveled for business before, after handling his affairs, though he had a half-day or a whole day of free time, everyone still didn’t know where to go for some good food.

If there was some sort of guide or comic strip about local food or where to buy local products, that would surely make things much easier.

A food blogger? Upon hearing Liao Kai’s suggestion, the first idea that popped into Zhao Wenjin’s mind was just that.

In an era where the internet reigns supreme, there are indeed many bloggers like this, garnering a fair amount of traffic.

But in these days when people don’t venture out much, will there be a market for articles like hers or for comic strips she produces?

It’s not that she’s only interested in money; family expenses are high, and as the main provider, there are so many things she needs to consider.

Whether anyone will read it or not, well, Liao Kai really doesn’t know and couldn’t answer Zhao Wenjin.

In the original host’s eyes, Liao Kai seemed very impressive, but Zhao Wenjin, with a changed "core," thought he was just an ordinary person.

Of course, he was a bit better than the average person since he occasionally went on business trips and had seen places outside of his hometown.

But expecting him to have extraordinary insight—that really shouldn’t be hoped for too much.

Zhao Wenjin wasn’t the kind of person to fret over these things. "No worries, just take lots of photos of delicious food, and I’ll ask around when we get back."

She could ask her senior brothers and sisters if they think it’s worth a try, then she might give it a little try.

If no one is interested in such articles, then they will serve as a keepsake for herself, something to look back on when she’s older, a cherished memory.

With different thoughts in mind, Zhao Wenjin suddenly became very motivated. "I should record all the scenes of our travel together in drawings."

"One set for us and one set for Xiao Yu, so that when she has children, she can show them."

"Let them know that their mom, while she was studying, went on trips to eat delicious food with her parents and was a happy child."

Liao Jiayu was touched; she knew this was Zhao Wenjin’s way of showing her love. Their family being able to go out and enjoy good food and accommodations was all thanks to the money Zhao Wenjin earned from her daily drawings.

As for the monthly rental income from their grandparents, Liao Jiayu knew Zhao Wenjin didn’t spend it, saying that she would only use that money for house renovations or buying a new house.

Consequently, the pressure to earn money became even greater, resting entirely on Zhao Wenjin’s shoulders, and yet she still didn’t forget to leave such a precious gift for her daughter.

This wasn’t just a photo album of their family travels or an introduction to gourmet food; it was her possession of a happy and fulfilling memory.

Seeing Liao Jiayu so moved she was almost crying, Zhao Wenjin really felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"You are my daughter, if I don’t treat you well, who will I treat well?"

"Does that include my dad’s status not being as high as mine?" Liao Jiayu knew she was definitely more important than Liao Kai, but the little girl still wanted to hear it directly.

"Of course," Zhao Wenjin said matter-of-factly, "if your dad and I ever divorce, as long as I want to, it could really be to the extent that we never speak to each other again."

"You are my daughter, no matter what, I’m responsible for raising you, and you are responsible for my care when I’m old."

"We are the closest, the ones bound by blood." Even if Liao Kai was around, so what? He should look at his own behavior from before.

Once the little girl received a definitive answer, she looked smugly at Liao Kai, who had already grown accustomed to having the lowest status in the family.

He had no room to complain; after all, in the past, he had always considered his parents and siblings more important than Zhao Wenjin and her daughter.

"I wonder how lively it is at grandpa’s house hosting the guests now." The Liao Family had fixed days for entertaining guests, which were unlikely to change unless something significant happened.

Today happened to be Liao Daqiang’s turn to host, and in the past, the household would have been busy, with many dishes to prepare and cook.

Zhao Wenjin remembered how the original host used to start preparing early for this day, becoming incredibly busy.

She wondered who would step up now that she had suddenly dropped the responsibility like a hot potato.

For example, Liao Jun, the Liao Family’s eldest son and a chef, whether he would stand up and take charge.