Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 230 - 231: There Will Always Be Someone Who Treasures You

Chapter 230: Chapter 231: There Will Always Be Someone Who Treasures You

"Damn, this weather!"

Jiang Bai habitually cursed before shaking off his clothes and entering with his bag.

Originally, he planned to spend the entire day at the comic convention, but after learning to cook from Wang Fan, he left at noon, unwilling to participate in the afternoon’s most anticipated activities.

Although he was uncomfortable with his wet clothes, he felt excited inside.

"Grandma, I’m here to see you."

A seventy-year-old woman with white hair emerged from her room, looking at Jiang Bai with surprise and confusion: "Didn’t you say you were coming tomorrow? Why are you here today?"

Jiang Bai grinned and said, "I missed you and came back early. Have you eaten yet? I learned to make a really delicious dish and I want to cook it for you."

Grandma chided, "You should change clothes first, look at you all soaked, and I can still cook. What do you want to eat, and I’ll make it for you."

Jiang Bai cheerfully helped the old woman to sit on the sofa: "No need, today I learned a great dish from a very skilled person, I’ll make it for you soon."

Grandma smiled, "Alright, alright, it’s rare for you to be so considerate, change your clothes first before cooking."

Even though she had already eaten, since her grandson wanted to cook, she just had to eat again.

Jiang Bai changed his clothes and excitedly rushed to the kitchen.

"Grandma, watch some TV, it’ll be ready soon."

Jiang Bai took out the potatoes, onions, carrots, and tomatoes he bought earlier from the bag. The vendor offered to cut them, but Jiang Bai wanted to prepare the entire meal himself, so he refused the help.

He was closest to Grandma since childhood; she took care of him the most. He wanted to independently cook a meal for her.

He had tried before, but the results were inedible even for dogs, making him doubt his culinary skills.

Until today when he learned Wang Fan’s Wind God’s Big Stew.

The first step is peeling.

He’s absolutely confident there won’t be any problems here.

The second step is the Gale Knife Technique.

No problem here either.

Then pour oil, sauté onions, sauté tomatoes, add water, and steam potatoes.

Step by step, he proceeded cautiously without making any mistakes; Jiang Bai was very pleased with his ability to learn.

"In the past, it was the teacher’s fault for not teaching well. If they had taught like Teacher Wang, Grandma would have had my meals ages ago!"

Murmuring to himself, he poked his head out to tell Grandma, "Grandma, just a little longer, and it’ll be ready in 15 minutes."

Grandma smiled at him warmly, "Take your time, it’s okay, be careful not to burn yourself."

Jiang Bai retreated to the kitchen, rubbing his slightly sore eyes.

Only Grandma ever says it’s okay to go slow; a boss only demands speed or deducts wages.

Lifting the lid, the sweet potato aroma was already intense. Teacher Wang had instructed that at this point he could mash the smaller pieces and cook the larger ones.

Jiang Bai meticulously followed the instructions, considering Grandma’s poor dental health; this Wind God’s Big Stew suited her well.

Next is seasoning.

Jiang Bai tried to recall Wang Fan’s actions, pinching some salt into the mix, carefully stirring before scooping a taste.

Bland. Still bland. Until he’d tasted seven or eight times, Jiang Bai finally stopped, satisfied.

"Grandma, the meal is ready."

After serving up a full bowl for Grandma, he carried it out.

Grandma looked at the bowl, surprised and delighted, unable to connect the impressive dish with her grandson.

Jiang Bai served himself a bowl and said with a smile, "Grandma, hurry and taste it."

Grandma didn’t eat immediately; instead, she gently touched Jiang Bai’s head with her wrinkled but warm hands, "How come someone young like you has white hair? Is work too stressful or are you unhappy? If you’re unhappy, just quit, Grandma has money and can take care of you."

Jiang Bai laughed heartily and quickly denied, "That’s not the case. My boss values me greatly; many tasks can’t proceed without me, so I’m just a bit tired. Let’s not talk about that now, please taste the dish I cooked."

"Alright, alright."

Grandma took a small sip of the soup with her spoon and said joyfully, "This soup is really good; let me taste the potatoes and carrots."

"Hmm, the potatoes are creamy, the carrots are soft, perfect for Grandma, very nicely done."

Watching Grandma enjoy her meal, Jiang Bai felt his heart satisfied, extremely grateful to Wang Fan. If it hadn’t been for his excellent teaching, Jiang Bai might never have cooked a proper meal in his life.

"I made a lot, eat more if you like it."

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"Ding. Special task: Within 100 years, have 5 patients with anorexia voluntarily eat. Current progress — 4/5."

The sudden voice in his head made Wang Fan pause.

He wasn’t even cooking right now, so how had the task progressed?

He didn’t know about Jiang Bai, who cooked for his grandma using the dish he learned from Wang Fan.

Nor did Jiang Bai know that his grandma’s taste buds had dulled to the point she couldn’t taste anything, and she had started to dislike eating.

The system never explains anything, so Wang Fan didn’t pursue the matter further. At least someone else had eaten, which is a good thing, so his mood improved a little.

But it soon worsened again.

"Boss, after the 51st, I’ll return to school. If I take more leave, my supervisor will freak out, and I’ll need to find her to report on this stage’s project, otherwise sneaking out later won’t be possible."

Although they’d confirmed their relationship, Zhuo Qianqian felt calling him boss was most intimate and hadn’t changed how she addressed him.

Wang Fan’s heart sank hearing her words.

"Yes, studies are important."

Zhuo Qianqian suddenly turned to Wang Fan, looking fiercely, and said, "While I’m gone, don’t let any other girls stay in the van or hire other girls as your employees!"

Finished speaking, she waved her little fist as a demonstration, "If I find out, I’ll be there in no time; you know I’m very strong."

Wang Fan chuckled helplessly, nodding, "Don’t worry, I won’t let other girls stay here, I won’t even let them in. Besides, no girl would want to get into my old van; it’s not like it’s a luxury car."

Zhuo Qianqian huffed, "I don’t care; now you’re mine, and this bed can only belong to me going forward!"

Wang Fan raised his hands in surrender, "Alright, alright, whatever you say, I promise."