Divorced and Determined: The CEO's Ex-Wife Fights for Love-Chapter 145

Chapter 145 Dreams Are Opposite, So That Means No Milk Tea in Reality Either!

Lu Qin gave each neighbor a box of pickled vegetables, and they were absolutely thrilled.

“This is authentic Sichuan pickled vegetables!”

“Wow! It has long beans and tender ginger—perfect for porridge!”

“There’s crispy radish, my favorite! Amazing!”

“Can’t wait to taste it—Boss Lu’s pickled veggies must be top-tier!”

Elderly folks in their 60s, 70s, and 80s had grown up eating porridge for breakfast—and they loved pairing it with traditional sides like fermented tofu, salted duck eggs, preserved mustard greens, and pickled vegetables. Elder Ge took a bite of the pickled long beans and immediately praised them.

“Wow! These are perfectly sour, crisp, and tender! It’s super appetizing! Would be amazing with rice or noodles!”

Chen Dahai, not one to be picky, grabbed a piece of tender pickled ginger with his hands and popped it into his mouth.

The crunchy texture and tangy flavor made him pause for a moment—this was insanely good!

“This is amazing! Better than the ones made by restaurant chefs!”

Chen Dahai’s own restaurant’s Sichuan chef made pickled vegetables, but compared to Lu Qin’s, the taste and texture were simply on a whole different level.

Auntie Wang took a bite of the pickled long beans and nodded in approval. But instead of eating more, she closed the lid tightly.

“This is too good. I’ll save it and stir-fry it with minced pork later to eat with rice!”

Others also treasured their pickled vegetables like gold.

“Boss Lu, do you sell these? I want to buy more—they’re too delicious!”

Lu Qin smiled.

“Not selling them yet, but if you like them, come by my place at noon and grab some. We’re all neighbors, no need to pay.”

These elderly folks were always kind to Lu Qin and his daughter. They often brought fresh vegetables, fruits, and eggs for them—not expecting anything in return, just because they genuinely liked Lu Qin and adored his little girl.

Hearing Lu Qin’s words, they liked him even more. Pickled vegetables weren’t expensive, but making them wasn’t easy—especially in large quantities.

“That won’t do, Little Boss Lu! We have to buy them. This kind of delicious pickled vegetables is something we’ll always need in our kitchens! Perfect for porridge, drinking, stir-frying… Just thinking about it makes me drool!”

“Boss Lu, will you keep making these? I want to place a long-term order!”

“Me too! My wife loves pickled vegetables!”

Lu Qin had expected his top-tier pickles to be good, but he hadn’t anticipated such overwhelming demand. Clearly, five jars wouldn’t be enough—many people would want them in the future.

Meanwhile, Chen Dahai was even more impressed with Lu Qin. He immediately dialed his daughter, Chen Yue, waking her up from sleep.

“Yue Yue, listen—pay more attention to Lu Qin!”

Half-asleep, Chen Yue grumbled, “Dad, why don’t you just kidnap him and make him your son-in-law? I’m too tired. Let me sleep!”

Before Chen Dahai could say anything, she hung up on him. He sighed in frustration. His daughter had already made several advances, but Lu Qin had never reciprocated.

Was it because he wasn’t interested in her? Or was he still hung up on Shen Mu Yan?

So frustrating…

Still chewing on a tangy pickled radish, Chen Dahai watched as Lu Qin drove off, smiling contentedly.

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At the market, Lu Qin arrived at Jingyuan Market—only to find no parking spaces available. Just as he was looking around, Boss Zhao stepped out of his shop, about to buy breakfast.

When he spotted Lu Qin, he immediately abandoned his breakfast mission and ran over.

“Boss Lu! No parking? Come, use my spot!”

Without hesitation, he drove his own small pickup truck onto the sidewalk, clearing the space for Lu Qin. Lu Qin parked, then carried three servings of fried noodles and two boxes of pickled vegetables into the shop.

“Boss Zhao, I need more takeout containers—same as last time, another 3,500 pieces. Also, five more pickle jars.”

As he set the food down on the table, Boss Zhao nodded absentmindedly, eyes locked on the food.

“Boss Lu, is this pickled vegetables?”

“Yep, brought some for you to try.”

Boss Zhao’s excitement skyrocketed.

“WIFE! SON! GET OUT HERE!”

His wife and kid rushed out, greeting Lu Qin enthusiastically.

“Good morning, Uncle Lu! So glad you’re here! The buns next door taste awful!”

“Morning, Xiao Hai! Boss Zhao, Sis, enjoy. I’m heading to buy groceries.”

Meanwhile, Boss Zhao had already started devouring the fried noodles, speaking with his mouth full.

“Go ahead! I’ll bring your stuff over at noon!”

Lu Qin left the shop and entered the market.

Back at the shop, Boss Zhao’s family was busy enjoying their meal, constantly praising the flavors.

After shopping for over 40 minutes, Lu Qin had loaded up his car with fresh ingredients.

His trunk—already legendary for its storage capacity—was packed to the brim. Before heading home, he stopped by the dealership where he had bought his three-wheeled food cart.

With his menu expanding and food sales increasing, it was time to upgrade to a four-wheeled food cart.

After a 10-minute discussion, he reached an agreement with the dealer. His current three-wheeled cart, bought for 3,600 yuan just over two weeks ago, was still in great condition and could be resold for 2,500 yuan.

As for the new four-wheeled mobile food cart, there were no display models—they had to order directly from the manufacturer. Boss Zhao showed him photos and videos of the latest models.

These modern electric food carts weren’t just affordable—they were also spacious, well-designed, and highly functional. Lu Qin picked a purple one, with a rainbow LED sign on top and ample interior space—almost like a small food truck.

“For the sign, put ‘Lu Ji Snack Stall.’ For the front and back, print: ‘So Delicious You’ll Cry’ and ‘You’ll Regret Not Eating This!'”

He also requested a customized layout—Two main serving windows, two gas stoves, no ice cream machine and two extra storage compartments.

To make sure everything was clear, he sketched a detailed blueprint and handed it to the dealer.

“Can you make it exactly like this?”

“Of course! Anything for our customers! We’ll make it perfect!”

The total cost? 5,000 yuan.

Lu Qin found the price reasonable and paid a deposit. Since the manufacturer was local, the cart would be ready by tomorrow.

Lu Qin returned to the South City Old Street and went home. Inside, Lu Xi Yao was still fast asleep. Lu Qin quietly began prepping ingredients for the morning stall.

Lu Qin woke up his daughter. She groggily sat up—but her soul was still in bed.

“Yao Yao, wake up! Time for ice cream—your favorite Chocliz!”

The moment she heard ice cream, she instantly activated full power mode, eyes wide open.

“Daddy, did you say ice cream?”

Lu Qin smirked.

“You must be dreaming. Who eats ice cream in the morning? Get up, wash your face, and eat breakfast before school.”

He pinched her chubby cheeks playfully. Little Yao Yao’s big round eyes blinked in suspicion.

“But I heard you say ice cream!”

Lu Qin chuckled.

“That was probably in your dream. And dreams are the opposite of reality. If you had ice cream in your dream, it means no ice cream in real life.”

She pouted.

“But Daddy… in my dream, I was drinking milk tea, not eating ice cream!”

Lu Qin, amused, replied, “Dreams are opposite—so that means no milk tea in reality either!”

Little Yao Yao: “…!!!”

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