Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce-Chapter 28 - Sour Radish_1

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Sour Radish_1

Chapter 28 -28 Sour Radish_1

After taking the money, Afu commanded a waiter to deal with the Wild Brother, but Nan Feng hurriedly stopped Afu, “Can you return the hemp sack to us?”

Afu asked disdainfully, “This hemp sack is already so worn and gives off a strong bloody smell.

Why do you want it?”

“We could wash and reuse it!” Nan Feng doesn’t waste a thing.

Impatient, Afu grabbed a clean hemp sack from the side and gave it to Nan Feng, “Here you go, save you from having to wash it again when you get home.”

“Thank you, Afu.”

…

Nan Feng put the money in her pocket and a sense of satisfaction filled her due to the heavy weight of it.

“Wild Brother, let’s go.

I’m treating you to dinner,” said Nan Feng, heading for the front door, after they walked out of the back door.

The irresistible aroma of the food that wafted out from inside as they passed the door earlier had already whetted her appetite, and she was imagining what it would be like to indulge in the variety of dishes inside.

Wild Brother wanted to stop her but seeing Nan feng’s excited expression made him not want to dampen her enthusiastic mood, so he followed.

“Fuman Building” is the biggest restaurant in town; spending here is naturally not cheap, and of course, Nan Feng took that into account.

So, rather than boldly saying, like in the movies, “Bring me one of each of your signature dishes,” she first asked about the prices.

“Beef stew is ten Wen per tael, braised ribs are eight Wen per tael, steamed fish is twenty Wen per fish…” The waiter read off the menu efficiently while casting a wary eye at the pair as he had been bustling around the front of the building and hadn’t seen the Wild Brother before.

Those who dine here are either locals who are well off or passing traders, and of course, there are also some characters from the Jianghu, but it is rare to see people as plain and shabby as Nan Feng and Wild Brother.

It would be a big problem if they intended to dine and dash, in which case the waiter would have to foot the bill.

After the waiter finished announcing the prices, Nan Feng had the costs calculated in her head, and began ordering: “A steamed fish, three taels of beef, three taels of braised ribs, and a stir-fried seasonal vegetable.

That’ll be enough.”

The waiter did not immediately go to inform the kitchen, but slung his table-cleaning towel over his shoulder: “Thank you sir, that will be eighty Wen in total.”

Nan Feng asked, “Don’t we normally pay after we eat?

I see that’s how other customers do it.”

The waiter hesitated and did not leave.

“Oh, you’re worried that we will dine and dash, right?” Nan Feng straightened up, “We won’t run out on the bill.

You just serve the food, and I guarantee I’ll pay after we’ve finished.”

She counted out eighty Wen from the money bag and placed it on the table.

Just as the waiter reached out to take the money, Nan Feng slapped his hand away, “I meant that I do have the money, but I didn’t say I was going to pay first.

You serve the food first, and after that, you can take the money.” freёwebnoѵel.com

“All right, sir, please wait a moment while I go and inform the kitchen.”

…

It was then that Nan Feng finally addressed Wild Brother and complained, “Why does everyone judge people by their appearances wherever we go?

What’s wrong with being ugly?

Or not dressing well?”

Wild Brother did not reply, but he did admire Nan Feng’s assertiveness.

She didn’t get into a heated argument with the waiter, nor did she turn around and leave.

He had initially tried to prevent Nan Feng from entering, fearing that she might be unable to save face after being mocked by the waiter, but it appeared that Nan Feng was not as weak as he thought.

Nan Feng simply wanted to vent.

After doing so, she instantly returned to normal, as she was distracted by the appetizers on the table.

A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of pickled radish.

Back in the day, these were everyday foods, but in this era, Nan Feng found them extremely rare.

Especially the pickled radish, which Nan Feng adored for its flavorful sour, sweet, and crispy taste.