Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 623: Hot Pot Acquisition of the Century-old Cake Shop (1)_1

Chapter 623: Chapter 623: Hot Pot Acquisition of the Century-old Cake Shop (1)_1

"Alright, alright, get on the cart quickly!" Chen Shimei glanced at Lin Yuan with a sidelong eye, feeling that his old father was really embarrassing him. If it weren’t for him being the only son in the family, he truly wouldn’t want to bring them to Yecheng.

Seeing that his son not only didn’t listen and kowtow but also interrupted him with a strong tone, Old Chen couldn’t help feeling both angry and annoyed. He shook his arm vigorously, breaking free from Aunt Chen’s grasp, and snorted, "Did you kowtow when I told you to? Huh? Don’t think you can get cocky just because you’ve now climbed up to marrying the daughter of Master Magistrate. I’m telling you, if it weren’t for your father, you would have died in that big fire by now! Poor me, old man, for having eyes, and yet I’ve saved an ingrate like a white-eyed wolf! Had I known it would be like this, I should have let you burn to death in that fire!"

Those words really stung! Chen Shimei bit his lip hard. Many memories of his childhood had already blurred, but the day his home was burned down was etched clearly in his mind. If it wasn’t for his old father coming home drunk in the middle of the night and acting crazy, would their house have caught fire for no reason? Wasn’t it because Old Chen accidentally knocked the kerosene lamp onto the kang that it started? If not for him, their house fire wouldn’t have spread to the neighbors, forcing his family out of their hometown! And now, he began to blame him again! It was thanks to this old man that he had been an exile for so many years! He deserved to be blind!

Lin Yuan listened quietly on the side, and only now did she understand that Old Chen and his family weren’t actually refugees at all, but had burned down their own house!

Aunt Chen saw the father and son at loggerheads again, with Old Chen even bringing up past grievances, and she hurriedly whispered words of persuasion to her son.

But there was no way Chen Shimei would kowtow to an old house. He snorted once, walked to the door, stomped his feet hard, and then made three holes in the ground with his heel. Since Old Chen was blind, he couldn’t tell whether his son actually kowtowed or not.

Old Chen listened with pricked ears for a while and couldn’t distinguish whether the sounds were of kowtowing. Aunt Chen quickly whispered in his ear, "All done, our son has dirtied his clothes, let’s hurry onto the carriage, it’s too cold."

Hearing Aunt Chen’s words, Old Chen finally snorted and let her help him into the carriage.

Chen Shimei had put on quite a show, much to the amusement of Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng. They hadn’t expected such a refined-looking Chen Shimei to be capable of such trickery, even deceiving his own father. It was quite interesting.

After providing a good show for Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng, Chen Shimei’s face was slightly red. He touched his nose, coughed, and then walked over to them. With a complicated expression, he looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Lin Yuan, I’m leaving soon, and from now on, I will probably live in Yecheng. Although we couldn’t end up together, I still want to thank you for taking care of my parents these past few days."

Lin Yuan twisted her lips. Just yesterday, he was asking her for two taels of silver, and now he was thanking her. Did he really think she was a fool, so easily fooled?

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn’t respond, Chen Shimei glanced at Xia Zheng beside her. Although he knew Lin Yuan was the boss of Fuman Building, he was clueless about Xia Zheng, assuming he was the son of some rich family from Zhuma Town. But what did it matter if he were rich? Compared to Yecheng, he was just a country bumpkin.

Thinking this, Chen Shimei felt a sense of superiority well up in him, somewhat arrogantly breaking his gaze. He hypocritically said, "Even though you are the boss of Fuman Building, and Yecheng also has your branch there, Yecheng is such a big place. There, your Fragrant Full Building can only be considered an average restaurant that really isn’t significant. So, bearing in mind the neighborly bond we’ve had these years, let me give you a piece of advice: don’t be too proud. Always keep your feet on the ground and be humble. You got that?"