Chapter 30

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Although Lin Dan left in a hurry, she took care of everything before she left. Not only did she sell the shop to Qin Er'niang, but she also sent a letter to Chef Qiu and explained the situation. After reading the letter, Chef Qiu was so angry that his hands were shaking. He had no idea that the Yan family could be so unscrupulous that they would even bully the vulnerable ladies and even set the shop on fire. "There is no justice!" He thought.

Seeing Chef Qiu's angry face, the old manager asked him what happened. He shook his head and did not want to let him know the details. This was Lin Dan's personal affair after all and he thought it was best not to spread the news. He suddenly thought of something and frowned. "Are there any guests in the dining hall? Go out and have a look." He instructed the manager.

After a short while, the old manager came back and reported, "There are guests who filled up five or six tables and are waiting for Manager Lin." There was an unspoken rule in Qiaoyuan Restaurant – whoever comes first would take a number and display it on the table. The tables with the first five numbers would be able to try the dishes made by the mysterious chef, while those with the next five numbers would be able to enjoy the mysterious chef's cooking if they were in luck. Even so, diners who failed to take the first ten numbers would be reluctant to leave. They would rather order some food and sit in the shop to smell and look at the food served to the other tables.

For this reason, a large group of people would arrive at the restaurant early to grab a seat and never move their butts from the stool. Nobody could persuade them to leave.

Chef Qiu asked softly, "Is Prince Cheng here too?"

"Yes, he was already sitting in the shop early in the morning. I've hired a few singers to entertain him at the hall." In fact, it would be unusual if Prince Cheng was not here. Ever since he had a taste of Lin Dan's cooking, he had come to Qiaoyuan Restaurant on time every day. Later, he realized that Qiaoyuan Restaurant was getting more and more popular and got afraid that he would not be able to enjoy Lin Dan's cooking, he sent a servant to stay in the inn opposite the restaurant. As soon as the restaurant was opened, the servant would rush in and take a number to secure a table before waiting for the prince to arrive.

These food connoisseurs in the capital had their own unique personalities, and it was not easy to please them. But if someone's culinary skills were able to satisfy their taste buds, they would protect them like a treasure. For example, it was said that Marquis Yongding used to have a favorite chef and took him along wherever he went. But when the chef passed away, he had lost his appetite for several months and also lost a ton of weight. He no longer stayed in the capital which reminded him of the sad memories and went to fight at the borders.

Chef Qiu used to find this story ridiculous, but after learning that the chef was Lin Dan's father, he suddenly could understand Marquis Yongding's actions. If Lin Dan's cooking skills were already extraordinary, he could not imagine how astounding would Lin Baotian's cooking skills be.

However, since Lin Baotian was no longer alive, his great cooking skills did not matter anymore. It was more important to seek justice for Lin Dan at the moment. Thinking of this, Chef Qiu whispered, "Go and tell the diners that the mysterious chef has already left. As she won't be cooking at Qiaoyuan Restaurant anymore, you may ask them to leave."

The old manager was shell-shocked. "Without Lin Dan, how can the business of Qiaoyuan Restaurant continue?" He thought.

Chef Qiu shoved the old manager and sighed, "Go now and tell everyone to wait no more."

The old manager went out muddle-headed, and everyone complained before he could finish his words. As expected, Prince Cheng had the biggest reaction. Not only did his hands and beard tremble, but his aged face also turned even more wrinkly as if he had taken arsenic. Ignoring the old manager and waiter, he strode into the kitchen that he would never set foot in and grabbed Chef Qiu, "Is that chef really not coming anymore? Where does she live? Tell me and I'll hire her personally!"

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