Chapter 10

Rest assured, everything will be to your liking; just wait and see my culinary skills

The red bean raised its head and looked over, seeing Zeng Weiyi. It forgot to swallow the rice it was still chewing, and instead choked, coughing for quite a while before recovering. It grinned and said, "Sister Weiyi."

Sitting in that nouveau riche car, I was once lost in thought, while the nouveau riche kept chattering away, "I didn't expect you to be from the village too. I lived in the village when I was young, and I moved to Kowloon five years ago after winning the lottery."

Red Bean was taken aback, and Liu Hongtao was left dumbfounded. Liu Hongtao shook his lips and said, "What does that have to do with you? Do you know Ji Qi... oh..." Before Liu Hongtao could finish his sentence, Red Bean had tightly grasped his arm. Being stout, Red Bean had considerable strength, and Liu Hongtao's slender frame could hardly withstand it

Zeng Weiyi returned to the village once again. She had originally been filled with joy at her return, but before she could fully enter the village, she had an accident at a turn. Although it was just a superficial injury, the abrasions were quite severe due to the summer heat and exposed skin. Zeng Weiyi sat on the ground, grimacing as she looked at her injured ankle, occasionally glancing up to see a relatively high-end Mercedes-Benz. She had always looked down on such cars, believing that only nouveau riche would drive them. Zeng Weiyi sat on the ground, grimacing as she looked at her injured ankle, occasionally glancing up to see a relatively high-end Mercedes-Benz. She had always looked down on such cars, believing that only nouveau riche would drive them.

Zeng Yiyi nodded, his eyes shining with golden light, "I not only know Ji Qixuan."

Zeng Wei Yi was quite dissatisfied with Liu Hong Tao's remarks about Hong Dou, while Hong Dou merely laughed dismissively. Zeng Wei Yi picked out a few pieces of clothing made by Hong Dou, shook them out, and showed them to Liu Hong Tao, saying, "These pieces of clothing incorporate this year's most fashionable elements, and this style is also the trendiest of the year. Coupled with some unique embellishments created by Hong Dou, I believe that aside from lacking a brand, they are on par with those designer clothes. Look, what I am wearing is also made by Hong Dou."

In a little while

Zeng Weiyi was cutting too slowly, her arms felt exhausted. She put down the kitchen knife and shook her hands, feeling the fatigue of her work. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and turned her head to see Ji Qixuan walking towards her. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the kitchen knife from the cutting board, and skillfully sliced the radishes into pieces of nearly uniform thickness with a "thud". Zeng Weiyi looked at him in surprise, "Young Master Ji can actually cut vegetables"

Zeng Weiyi had never understood the vegetable market in Kowloon; she had only bought vegetables at the market in her housing estate, and she felt quite good about it. During the two weeks of living in the housing estate, she finally realized that the wealthy have their own way of life, while those who are not well-off have their own struggles. As long as one understands how to live, it can lead to a happy life. However, Zeng Weiyi still preferred the lifestyle of the wealthy; she was not accustomed to hardship and did not like to suffer.

Zeng Weiyi stared at the radish on the cutting board, feeling quite conflicted. She raised the knife, took a deep breath, and prepared to begin

The two individuals chuckled softly. Zeng Weiyi, feeling somewhat awkward, stood to the side, finding the polite exchanges between the two quite novel. Despite the awkwardness, Zeng Weiyi had a purpose for being there; setting Liu Hongtao aside, Zeng Weiyi presented a black card to Hongdou.

Her smile was once stiff, and at this moment, she found herself unable to speak, always feeling that it would disrupt the atmosphere

The nouveau riche smiled with a facade of joy, yet their heart was devoid of laughter. Hong Dou did not mind this; primarily, it was because too many people reacted to her in this manner, and she had long since become numb to it. However, Hong Dou stared intently with her small eyes, making a serious effort to focus on the nouveau riche, raising her index finger, pointing and gesturing in front of him, murmuring to herself, "What was it called... Liu Hongtao!?"

It was too unusual, so unusual that it began to make him feel anxious and start to overthink.

I prepared a sumptuous dinner tonight, waiting for you to come back and eat. Please remember to return early

According to Zeng Weiyi's previous perspective, it was impossible not to wear branded clothing. However, since she started wearing clothes made from red beans, she has changed this view. The purpose of Zeng Weiyi buying clothes was simply to wear what looks best and has the most elegance. The clothes made from red beans not only highlight her elegance but also her beauty, making the brand issue irrelevant.

"Beautiful lady, is this your sister?" The nouveau riche seemed taken aback, as the disparity was too stark, akin to the difference between Xi Shi and Dong Shi... However, Zeng Wei smiled as she embraced Hong Dou and said to the nouveau riche: "My sister is a very, very good girl"

She had originally looked down upon taking this man's car, but her foot was truly hurting badly, and with the sun gradually rising, it was becoming quite hot. She was too lazy to wait at the station for the bus. Damn it, Ji Qixuan had only given her a credit card and no cash; did he not know that taxis do not accept card payments? She thought for a moment, then turned to look at him, "Wucun, thank you"

Once belonging solely to the action-oriented, she called Ji Qixuan while in the taxi

Red beans

Zeng Weiyi pointed at the humble stall of red beans and said, "With such excellent skills in making red bean products, you should not let them go to waste here. You should open your own shop and create your own brand."

Zeng Weiyi frowned and said, "Your clothes are quite fashionable, how could you be beaten to death by a mob?"

"Red Bean, in a few days, tidy up and move all your belongings to Tsim Sha Tsui, and leave the rest to me." Zeng Wei Yi smiled charmingly at Hong Dou, her lively eyes seemed to have hooks, directly snatching away the soul of the male creature beside her.

Red Bean was amused by such a naive thought from Zeng Weiyi, and she burst into laughter, "That shop in Tsim Sha Tsui is the most prosperous and upscale place in the Kowloon District. If clothes like mine, which are out of style, were sold there, they would surely be beaten to death with sticks by people."

Zeng Wei Yi, who returned home early, bought a bunch of vegetables, and these vegetables were selected by Hong Dou for her. Well, someone helped her choose the vegetables, washing them is quite simple, but cutting them... Zeng Wei Yi really has never done that. In all these years in Vancouver, she has always taken her son out for fast food. During the two weeks in the housing community, she did enter the kitchen, but only to wash vegetables and prepare ingredients; she has never been involved in the professional tasks of a chef.

What is it? That side, Ji Qi Xuan said coldly

Zeng Weiyi smiled and said, "I checked the storefront online, and I think there is a shop in Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon that looks quite good. Should we give it a try?"

After the dishes were served, the two sat facing each other. Ji Qixuan said, "Let's wait for Qianqian to eat."

When Zeng Wei arrived at the clothing stall of Hong Dou, Hong Dou was hurriedly eating her meal. As she reached the bottom of her bowl, she abandoned her food and continued working on her clothes, her movements swift and seamless.

Upon seeing Zeng Weiyi's expression, Hong Dou immediately understood her intentions and knew that she would not back down easily. Zeng Weiyi is the kind of woman who, once she has made up her mind, will not rest until she achieves her goal. Just like with Lin Musen, even if she is battered and bruised, she remains unyielding until there is no way out.

The village was as usual, with a continuous flow of people coming and going, the crowd like a sea. Vendors were calling out their wares, elderly women were haggling with sharp voices, and children were crying for their parents to buy them snacks. It was a scene of prosperity, which cannot be seen in the high-rise areas of Kowloon, where there is steel and concrete, and a fast-paced flow of traffic.

He is not a fool; her attentiveness is too unusual.

It's fine, he can come back and eat what's left. Come, come... these are all your favorites, see if they suit your taste.

In his perception, it seems that he was once unable to even light a stove

A supermodel wearing a brand is considered half a brand... The supermodel... once spoke to herself, and suddenly had a moment of inspiration, "Isn't Ji Qixuan's girlfriend the supermodel Guan Xinling?"

The nouveau riche continued, "The beauty looks so elegant, unlike someone from the village. I haven't been back in many years; could it be that the women from the village have improved?"

Hmm?

Zeng Wei Yi offered a perfunctory smile

"Is it from Ji Qixuan?" Hong Dou asked first

This scene is comparable to the reunion of fellow townsfolk, with tears welling up in their eyes. The previously disdainful expression of the nouveau riche instantly transformed into a beaming smile reminiscent of Maitreya Buddha, "It has been so many years since we last met, could it be that you went to learn sumo wrestling?"

Liu Hongtao has downturned eyebrows and a bitter melon face, "What use is it for you to wear this? You are not a famous model. If it were worn by a renowned model and showcased, then this outfit would truly be considered half a designer brand."

The nouveau riche was taken aback and asked, "Who are you?"

Due to having bought a lot of groceries alone, Ji Qixuan was exhausted.

It seems that ... . ... has overshadowed everything else, even though these dishes were all prepared by Ji Qixuan. Ji Qixuan did not eat, but instead cast a glance at Zeng Weiyi and said, "Go ahead, what is it that you want to say?"

Once, he rarely showed a warm smile, saying, "The people in the village are practical; they don't haggle over the price of vegetables. If you are a regular customer, they might even give you a handful of scallions as a gift"

Unexpectedly, a man dressed in a neatly tailored suit, wearing the latest model of Adidas sneakers, and with his hair meticulously styled, emerged from the car, exuding a distinctly youthful and vibrant aura.

I heard you won three 5 million prizes. After all these years, you still look as fashionable as before, pairing a suit with sneakers

When the nouveau riche saw the beautiful woman chatting with him, he immediately became animated, saying, "Of course, when buying fish, it is also cleaned thoroughly for you, unlike the market in Kowloon, where they just throw the fish into the bag and even shortchange you on the weight"

Liu Hongtao leaned in and said, "Have you ever seen a renowned fashion designer who is as 'heavyweight' as she is?"

Wearing a suit with sneakers! She rolled her eyes at the only truth, indeed it showed taste. She rejected the typical nouveau riche's assistance, forcing herself to stand up, preparing to leave with a limp. The nouveau riche chased after her, enthusiastically saying: "Beautiful lady, where do you live? I can give you a ride."

Oh dear

In Ji Qixuan's perception, Zeng Wei Yi was never a woman who understood how to please others; rather, it was always men who sought to please her. She was merely a woman spoiled by men. Therefore, when he heard Zeng Wei Yi's sudden act of flattery, he was taken aback, even forgetting the unpleasantness of that morning, and responded with a simple, "Oh"

Liu Hongtao's foolish appearance... The red beans, on the other hand, reveal a sense of melancholy

Ji Qixuan smiled and skillfully utilized the kitchen tools, igniting the fire, adding oil, putting in the ingredients, stir-frying, seasoning, and finishing the dish... A series of actions flowed so seamlessly and orderly, as if he had done it hundreds of times.

Ji Qixuan returned very early due to his excessive daydreaming, only half an hour after the blood incident. As he opened the door and walked in, he saw Zeng Weiyi's left index finger wrapped in a bandage, swollen and raised, as she carefully and laboriously attempted to cut vegetables. This was a Zeng Weiyi Ji Qixuan had never seen before; to be precise, he had never witnessed her being so serious and dedicated in doing something. She had never casually employed her invaluable heart.

A nouveau riche person lacking any sense of propriety, whom she once looked down upon, has now, with the passage of time, come to feel that this nouveau riche, though vulgar, exudes authenticity from the core. Unlike those sordid nouveau riches who do not allow mention of their past and pretend to be cultured while mingling with the upper class.

Ah! Finally, the long-awaited incident has occurred, and it seems to be a significant bloodshed

He exaggeratedly looked at Zeng Weiyi, then playfully went to help her, "Beautiful lady, did you fall?"

I am Xu Hongdou! I am the daughter of Xu Yuanbao