Super Zoo-Chapter 367 - 363 Rather You Marry a Boar!

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"What are you thinking about? What’s that look for?" Ding Jing, who also seemed experienced, gleaned some implicit meaning from Suming’s expression and glared at him.

"So tell me, what exactly is your plan?!" Suming asked.

"She smashed the signboard yesterday. She’s the only heir to the Hong Family Cuisine. She smashed not only her own reputation but also that of the Hong Family Cuisine. If you can help her put the signboard back up, she’ll definitely agree to help you," Ding Jing said.

"I think that’s a very accurate, but useless statement," Suming said seriously.

If he could accomplish that, it would be like saving the Hong Family Cuisine, which would nearly offset the damage he had done to the restaurant before. Plus, with his life-saving favor, it should be possible to make Hong Feifei have a change of heart.

But the problem was, he just couldn’t do that!

The best cook Suming knew was Zhao Yun’s wife, but after tasting those chefs’ cooking yesterday, he realized that Zhaoqian was at best an amateur when it came to cooking. Compared to that group of chefs... no, there was actually no need for comparison—the mere way they held a kitchen knife put them streets ahead of her.

How could Suming possibly help Hong Feifei resurrect her reputation?

"Don’t be so impatient! Let me finish. I do have a way!" Ding Jing’s eyebrows arched slightly as she spoke, "It was Hong Feifei who destroyed her own reputation with the Hong Family Cuisine. If you ask someone else for help, no matter how good the food they make, it won’t save face. Only if she does it herself will it work."

"Alright, keep talking," Suming said.

"Additionally, it can’t just be any ordinary dish. Feifei... um, Hong Feifei smashed the signboard, and if she wants to rely on just an ordinary dish, the other chefs might not be convinced," Ding Jing said, pulling out a piece of printed paper from her pocket and handing it to Suming.

"What?" Suming took it and saw a list of ingredients like green onions, ginger, garlic, slices of meat...

"A recipe, to be exact. The recipe for a lost dish..."

Ding Jing’s gaze was profound as she looked past the hospital corridor toward the distance. She spoke as if she were a martial arts master standing at the pinnacle, proud and cold.

"Wait a second, Mr. Ding. It’s just a recipe. There’s no need to talk with the tone of someone revealing the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Besides, even if it were a secret martial arts manual, they at least make handwritten copies. What’s this A4 paper printout supposed to be? It’s so unbecoming," Suming said with some disdain. What era is it now? It was just a recipe—information is so accessible nowadays, you can find any dish online. Was there a need to be so secretive?

"You don’t understand, this is a secret recipe of the Hong Family Cuisine..."

"Huh? How did you get it then?" Suming asked curiously.

Ding Jing, realizing she had misspoken, coughed and seemed unwilling to delve further into the topic. Instead, she said, "Actually, you’re right. There’s nothing special about the recipe. Not only do I know this recipe, but Hong Feifei and Hong Bo know it too. But this dish... what makes it difficult are the ingredients. Several of the main ingredients here are rare and hard to find. Even with money, they might not be available. With these special ingredients and Hong Feifei’s skill, we can definitely regain the renowned reputation of the Hong Family Cuisine."

Hearing this, Suming seriously looked at the ingredients listed in the recipe and inhaled sharply.

"You need to hurry. This conference will end in about four days. In other words, within four days, you have to collect all the ingredients listed. However, you don’t have to worry about the ones with red lines; I’ll prepare those. We can hand them over to you later, and you can give them to her," Ding Jing said.

At a quick glance, more than half of the ingredients on the recipe were marked with red lines, leaving only a few others. But judging by the names, Suming felt that the remaining few would be even harder to obtain than the rest.

"Fine, I’ll try my best. But I can’t guarantee I’ll get them all," Suming said as he folded the printout and tucked it into his pocket.

"Do your best, that’s all I ask!" Ding Jing said.

"Mr. Ding, I’m curious, why don’t you find the ingredients yourself and help Hong Feifei? Logically, Xiankelai, a catering company, should have more advantages in this field than me, a zoo director. Moreover, I can see there might be some misunderstanding between you two. This could be a great opportunity to mend the relationship," Suming said.

"Between her and me, it’s not a misunderstanding... Forget it, let’s not talk about that. Essentially, if I were to intervene, she would definitely not accept it. Furthermore, to be honest, I can’t even obtain all the items on the list. I asked for your help firstly because you just happened to be here and you’re her lifesaver, and secondly, because I’ve heard from Mr. Wang that you..."

Ding Jing appeared to be searching for the right words, pondered for a long time, but couldn’t think of a suitable adjective. Finally looking at Suming, she said, word by word, "You’re very capable!"

Just then, a male doctor passed by on the stairs. Hearing a beautiful woman seriously tell a young man "you’re very capable," he gave them both a curious look for a few moments.

"Cough cough!" Although it wasn’t the kind of capable he would have preferred to be complimented on, Suming still felt quite pleased to hear such praise from a pretty lady.

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Since Ding Jing was unwilling to elaborate on what exactly had taken place between her and Hong Feifei, Suming didn’t feel it was his place to pry. After all, everyone has their little secrets. Why burst the bubble and be overly inquisitive? Understanding without voicing it is what makes a true friend.

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"One last thing, Mr. Ding, we are both businesspeople here—let’s put our cards on the table," Suming asked, "If we do succeed, what do you need from me? Surely, if the zoo’s food service gets big, it won’t be good for your Xiankelai, right?"

"No wonder Mr. Wang sings your praises, Mr. Su. Despite your young age, you are indeed very professional!"

Ding Jing nodded with satisfaction, her voice confident and grave, "In business, we don’t fear competition. No matter how big your zoo gets, my Xiankelai will have its own way to survive. Don’t worry about that. As for my request... although you snatched up that ’Outstanding Top Ten’ spot, I’ve heard your personal ethics are admirable. I won’t ask you to do anything, just give me your word that you will treat Hong Feifei right. Don’t get any funny ideas; I don’t mean ’treat’ in the sense you men are thinking. Her culinary skills are top-notch nationwide. It’s a blessing to have such a chef on your team."

"Rest assured, I take good care of my staff without needing to be told by anyone," Suming said.

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Not long after Suming and Ding Jing had left the hospital, Hong Feifei in the ward received a phone call.

"Hello, Dad, what’s up?"

On the other end, Hong Feifei’s father, Hong Bo, sounded frantic, "How are you? I heard from Li that you were bitten by an Overlord Turtle!"

"That Li, I told him not to tell you. Can’t he keep anything to himself!" Hong Feifei said with mock anger. Li was her assistant and currently an employee at Hong Family Cuisine. After the turtle incident, Hong Feifei, not wanting to worry her father, had specifically instructed Li not to talk about it.

"Nonsense, I’m your dad! If something this serious happened and he didn’t tell me, I’d skin him alive when I get back!" On the other end of the phone, Hong Bo was nearly smoking with anxiety, "Girl, how can you be so careless? How’s your leg? I’m coming to see you right away."

"No, don’t, Dad! There’s a whole bunch of things to take care of at the restaurant. Who will handle them if you come now?" Hong Feifei hurriedly replied, "It’s not that serious. It’s just a bite in a fleshy part of my leg; it needed a few stitches. I’ll be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Once the conference is over, I’ll come back."

"Don’t rush it. Take your time to recover. I’ll settle things here as quickly as I can, and then come to take you home. Don’t worry about the restaurant—Dad’s got it under control. We’ll still have a bit of money left—enough for the two of us to live on..."

Hearing her father’s concerned words, Hong Feifei felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest, her eyes began to redden, and her voice choked up, "Dad... I’ve disgraced the Hong Family... Scold me, please..."

There was silence on the other end for a while.

You could feel it—the closure of Hong Cai Restaurant, and now the tarnishing of a culinary heritage passed down for hundreds of years, was also a significant blow to Hong Bo. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t upset.

After a dozen seconds, Hong Bo finally spoke very calmly, with a gentle tone, "Silly girl, what are you thinking? Let me tell you, money, reputation, they are all inconsequential. You are the biggest treasure of the Hong Family. As long as you’re well, I don’t care about anything else!"

Hong Feifei couldn’t hold back any longer, and burst into tears.

After the father and daughter spoke a few more words, and right before they were to end the call, Hong Feifei hesitated before softly saying, "Dad... during this trip, I saw... I saw my senior sister..."

"You still call her your ’senior sister’?!" Hong Bo managed to refrain from using harsh words even when the Hong Family’s reputation was at stake, but the moment he heard this, he exploded,

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"Let me tell you, the Hong Family Cuisine doesn’t acknowledge such a disciple! And girl, this is my final warning—you two are done with your nonsense. If you stir up trouble again, I will bang my head against the wall to show you!"

"Dad! What are you talking about!" Hong Feifei became anxious and a little shy as she replied.

"You know exactly what I am talking about! Damn it..." In his frustration, Hong Bo cursed in front of his daughter, continued angrily, "Stealing our family’s culinary secrets is one thing, but taking my only heir down a wrong path, do you want to end the Hong Family lineage?!"

"Dad, that’s getting totally out of hand!" inheriting her father’s temper, Hong Feifei also grew angry as she retorted, "Dad, I’ve told you it’s over, and it is. If you don’t trust me, there’s nothing I can do about it!"

"How can I trust you? Huh? How! You’re already grown up and yet refuse to find a boyfriend; do you think your dad is an idiot?!" Hong Bo’s voice was about to burst through the phone, "I’ll tell you straight today—you’d marry a male pig over my dead body before I’d let you get mixed up with her again!"

"I... I... I..." Hong Feifei was so infuriated she began to stammer, and after a long struggle to speak, ended up furiously smashing her phone onto the floor of the ward, shattering it. She then collapsed onto the hospital bed, crying her heart out.

"Wuwuwu… why... why oh why... wuwuwu... I’m so miserable..."