Leisurely Traveler with Check-in System

Chapter 167 - 101: Check-in Complete, Hot Pot Restaurant Grand Opening!

They bicker and grumble, Chen Kunjie went out on his own, but in important moments they still support and help each other.

Li Younan even feels that, in a way, their family’s hot pot restaurant is still Chen Kunjie’s fallback.

Finally, his mom left them with one sentence: "Prepare aprons for the three of us!"

Then came his brother’s dissatisfaction: "You really want me to go to the kitchen! I’m not chopping!"

"Stop whining!"

...

The car compartment is stuffy like a newly opened nine-grid hot pot, the heat wrapped up in July’s humidity, making people’s faces sticky.

The air conditioner is working hard, the wind it blows is just a bit stronger than the leftover warmth of a tripe pot.

Old Chen grips the steering wheel, staring at the line of red tail lights ahead.

Chen Kunjie’s brother is in the back seat.

"Where’s Chen Kunjie..." Old Chen spoke slowly, testing the waters, "Is everything... prepared and good to go?"

"Good to go?"

Chen Kunjie’s mom raised her voice a little, with a unique Chongqing tone of having seen through the world’s affairs.

"Nothing is good! Yesterday we went to see his stall, hey, the decoration is quite proper, shiny and bright, young people just like doing fanciful stuff!"

She pursed her lips, fingers drew circles unconsciously on her knee, "Yesterday when the two of us went, we didn’t say anything to him, afraid to hurt his pride, proper stir-frying spices, simmering oil requires good skill, but he, all his thoughts are up in the clouds."

"He also said he wants to do live streaming with his partner. Oh, how fresh!"

"Talking to a phone screen, calling folks and family, and can the peppercorns dance by themselves? For those watching for fun, what can they smell through a screen? What level can they taste? It’s completely unnecessary!"

She deliberately dragged her tone, with a hint of exasperation.

The air conditioning noise in the car became even louder.

Chen Kunjie’s brother quietly chuckled in the back.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Kunjie’s mom cast her glance over, and said indifferently, "Anyway, no matter how he does it, we won’t say much, let him hit the wall and he’ll learn the hard way."

Chen Kunjie’s brother shrank his neck, his gaze drifted out the window to the twisted roots of the old Huangjue tree.

Old Chen hurriedly tried to smooth things over, his voice gentle: "Oh, don’t say things so harshly... Chen Kunjie is young, his ideas are lively... trying new things also... can be good..."

"Lively? More lively than the bubbles in the hot oil?" Chen Kunjie’s mom snorted through her nose, with a kind of certainty, "Hot pot, hot pot, what is it fundamentally? It’s the heat! It’s the flavor!"

"This stubborn brat, so stubborn! We said our piece, let him stay at the old shop, learn some real skills, it’s stable! But no! Wants to fly before the wings are hard! Now it’s settled, the pot is iron cast, let’s see if today’s first fire burns bright. The flavor?" she deliberately exaggerated the tone, with some intentional disdain, "Tsk, can close your eyes and guess, his broth still lacks some heat."

Despite her words of disdain, Chen Kunjie’s mom subconsciously glanced at the two big buckets of hot pot seasoning in the trunk, and sighed, "In the future when cooking hot pot seasoning, we’ll just have to make more."

This stubborn brat...

No matter how stubborn, no matter those things she doesn’t understand...

Today is his opening day too.

The first day.

The pot and stove are cold, people’s hearts are floating...

Without something to hold the fort, how can the scene be stabilized?

The mouths of those old foodies outside are very picky. If the first taste doesn’t make a point, the rest... will be tricky.

And when the car slowly arrived at the hot pot restaurant entrance, Old Chen paused, quickly asked: "Wife, what’s going on?"

Chen Kunjie’s mom also paused because the entrance of the hot pot restaurant was crowded with people.

Meanwhile, a strong aroma of seasoning wafted over.

Old Chen hurriedly got out of the car, dove into the crowd. A while later, he ran back, with an expression of having seen a ghost: "Chen Kunjie is really cooking hot pot seasoning!"