Chapter 395: Wasn’t He Supposed to Be a Big Oaf?
Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Wasn’t He Supposed to Be a Big Oaf?
Shen Lu found a moment to reply to Bai Wanwan.
Shen Lu: I can’t get you this many chicken feet on such short notice. It’ll take a couple of days.
Bai Wanwan: Phew... you finally got back to me.
Bai Wanwan: A couple of days is fine. I don’t mind waiting.
Bai Wanwan: I’ve already placed today’s order. Same as usual, I’ll have my driver pick it up from the Silver Sea Building.
Shen Lu: OK.
After replying to Bai Wanwan, Shen Lu responded to Li Long.
Shen Lu: Yes, the menu has changed. For the next few days, we’re specializing in chicken feet dishes.
Li Long: There are a lot fewer vegetable dishes, too. My wife really liked the rice beverage you used to have.
Shen Lu: The menu is adjusted frequently. I trust that you order from us for reasons beyond the sheer variety of dishes, right, Mr. Li?
Li Long raised an eyebrow. ’This kid’s got some nerve,’ he thought.
Lin Xin had already selected the dishes she wanted. She sidled up to her husband and asked if he wanted to add anything.
"You ordered ten servings of the Lemon Boneless Chicken Feet?"
"But I’m craving something sour~" Lin Xin whined playfully, rubbing her still-flat stomach. "And your son wants some, too."
"Not our son, our daughter," Li Long corrected, giving his wife a kiss. "She’s the daughter I’ve been hoping for for so long."
’He’d long wanted a daughter who was as sweet and gentle as his wife.’
Li Long had thought his wish would never come true, but now, it just might.
Lin Xin’s was considered a high-risk pregnancy due to her age. When Li Long found out she was pregnant, he was both overjoyed and worried.
He took it so seriously that he planned to work from home, handling all his business there, until Lin Xin’s pregnancy was stable.
Every single thing Lin Xin ate was something he had carefully vetted and selected. From her food to her skincare products and even her clothes—everything had to be the absolute best.
DING~
An order came in.
Shen Lu glanced at it and saw that the Li Family’s order included ten servings of Lemon Boneless Chicken Feet.
’It seemed women of all ages were powerless against the allure of chicken feet.’
Luckily, she’d prepared plenty in advance; she had more than enough for today.
Lower City Hospital was a bit far from Little Deer Cuisine. As soon as Wang Daguo got back, he would have to immediately head out again to deliver to places like the Silver Sea Building.
Xin Yu hopped in the vehicle, setting off with Wang Daguo.
The ointment here was very effective. Overnight, the wounds on Shen Lu’s hands had completely healed and scabbed over.
Still, it was best to keep them out of water and let them heal for another day.
So today, Shen Lu supervised Deng Ying on the vegetable chopping while she handled everything on the stove herself.
The resulting dishes weren’t quite as good as when Shen Lu cooked alone, but they were about on par with her previous skill level.
For the staff’s lunch, Shen Lu guided Deng Ying in making a large pot of mixed stew with cabbage, glass noodles, pork belly, potatoes, tofu, eggplant, and kelp. You could really stew anything you wanted; there were no limits.
Shen Lu had someone set aside a large bowlful for Wang Daguo, so he could eat as soon as he got back.
Unexpectedly, when Wang Daguo returned, his clothes were torn to shreds, looking like he’d been in a brawl.
"Boss, I got into a fight." Wang Daguo hung his head like a guilty child, admitting his mistake.
"What happened? Start from the beginning."
Shen Lu was fiercely protective of her people. Besides, given Wang Daguo’s temperament, he didn’t seem like the type to pick a fight without reason.
"This is what happened, Boss."
Wang Daguo’s last stop for the day was the Twelve Blocks district in Jiaoyao Garden. The moment his vehicle came to a stop at the designated location, seven or eight men swarmed it. They were holding steel pipes and long knives, their faces vicious and threatening.
Wang Daguo wasn’t flustered. He simply sat in the vehicle, in no hurry to open the door and get out.
’This armored vehicle can take a cannonball, let alone their crude weapons.’
"Get your ass out of there, you punk!" a young man yelled, banging a steel pipe against the window. "Goddammit, who said you could do business in the Twelve Blocks? Coming back once or twice wasn’t enough for you, huh? You just had to keep pushing it?!"
"Get out!"
"You son of a bitch, didn’t you bother to find out who runs this street?!"
"Get out here, get on your knees, and apologize! Otherwise, this isn’t over!"
Xin Yu sucked in a breath. "Are these guys trying to shake us down?"
"I don’t know."
Xin Yu pointed toward the crowd at the entrance. "We can’t just wait them out. The customers have been waiting for a long time."
"True. I’ll go down and have a chat with them."
"Huh? Isn’t that too dangerous?"
"It’s fine. I spotted someone I know."
As he spoke, Wang Daguo flung the door open. Two or three men standing close by were caught completely off guard. The door slammed right into them, instantly knocking out a couple of front teeth.
"Holy shit!"
"That damn kid did it on purpose!"
"Get him!"
The moment Wang Daguo stepped out of the vehicle, he was greeted by a flurry of pipes and knives.
The old Wang Daguo would have had no choice but to run in a situation like this. Without a superpower to back him up, confronting seven or eight armed adult men was clearly not a wise move.
But today was different.
Wang Daguo was surprised to discover that even though he was outnumbered, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of fear.
Their movements seemed to unfold in slow motion, allowing him to clearly spot each person’s openings. It felt as if he could subdue them with ease.
And that’s exactly what Wang Daguo did.
But due to his inexperience, his execution was clumsy, and he was nicked a few times by their blades.
Fortunately, he reacted in time, so the blades only grazed his skin, merely tearing his clothes.
All seven or eight men were soon on the ground, crying and wailing in pain. Wang Daguo walked over to one of them, grabbed him by the collar, and hauled him up.
"Wh-what do you want?" the man stammered, terrified.
’He was supposed to be just some big oaf!’
’This guy was clearly a Superpower User!’
"Xiao Si, aren’t you on the Corpse Collection Team anymore?"
Xiao Si froze for a moment, then his eyes shot wide as he finally recognized the person in front of him.
"You’re... Wang Daguo? What happened to you?"
"I’ve always looked like this," Wang Daguo said with a puzzled expression. "We didn’t cross paths much on the Corpse Collection Team, but surely you’d still recognize me, right?"
"You got fat," Xiao Si said, twisting his neck. "Can you put me down first so we can talk?"
’Who the hell holds a conversation while choking someone? Isn’t he afraid I’ll stop breathing?’
Wang Daguo agreed. He found some rope in his vehicle, tied up the other men, and tossed them into a corner, clearing a path for the customers to come and get their food.
Since he still had to question Xiao Si, he left Xin Yu in charge of handing out the meal boxes.
The customers who had been watching from the entrance saw Wang Daguo effortlessly take care of the group of thugs and tie them up. Only then did they feel safe enough to approach and get their food.
Perhaps intimidated by Wang Daguo’s show of force, the entire pickup process was completely silent. No one caused any trouble, and everyone had collected their orders in no time.
They were parked inside a dilapidated factory that offered shelter from the wind. Wang Daguo put Xiao Si on the ground and looked down on him imperiously.
"Alright. You can talk now."
Xiao Si took a few deep gulps of fresh air, sized up Wang Daguo again, and then, with no fear of death, reached out and pinched his arm.
"You’re actually alive?"