The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Chapter 203: Doorstep Visit

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Doorstep Visit

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No matter how his wife Mrs. Liu called for him, he remained silent, even when his children cried out to him, he couldn’t bring himself to show a pleasant face, and just sat alone in the house, quietly drinking his tea.

Mrs. Liu understood Feng Yongkang’s temperament, knowing that it was best not to confront him when he was angry. With this in mind, she urged the children to mind their own business.

Things remained as they were until noon when Mrs. Liu asked him before cooking, “Are you going to eat here at home, or at the restaurant for lunch?” This harmless question set off Feng Yongkang’s simmering rage, directed at Mrs. Liu: “Are you blind? Can’t you sec me at home? If I’m not eating here, where would 1 be eating?”

Mrs. Liu, confused and berated, felt upset and wronged, but she didn’t dare to retort loudly. She just mumbled softly, “Usually, at this time, if you are home, you go to the restaurant to eat…”

“That’s normal, but today is different!”

Thinking about the events in Fushun Tower today, Feng Yongkang felt increasingly aggravated. “Why are you so noisy today? Quickly go prepare lunch, what’s taking so long?”

Seeing Feng Yongkang’s anger, Mrs. Liu promptly fell quiet and headed to the kitchen to do her cooking duties.

Feng Yongkang loved noodles. To appease his anger, Mrs. Liu made specially spicy meat noodles and two simple stir-fried dishes.

One was stir-fried pumpkin strips, and the other was loofah scrambled with egg-

After the meals were ready, she called Feng Yongkang to eat.

Inside the house, Feng Yongkang was pacing back and forth, feeling restless.

He should have been given some attention as he left Fushun Tower, and surely the waiters saw that he was upset when he left. At this point, Zhang Yongchang would have known that he had stomped off in anger.

But until now, there was no one from the restaurant who had come to look for him, to call him back to the restaurant for lunch.

Originally, Feng Yongkang was thinking that if Zhang Yongchang or even Lian Rong came, he would take it as nothing happened. He would no longer hold this incident against Zhang Yongchang, maintain a good relationship with him, and wouldn’t mistreat their chef.

But he waited and waited, and not a single soul was seen.

However, thinking about it, today’s lunch at home was a bit delayed compared to usual, at this point, Fushun Tower was still bustling, perhaps they couldn’t spare any time and planned to wait a bit longer.

That’s fine, when somebody shows up later, ideally Zhang Yongchang, who will see that he has started to eat lunch at home, then he will have more to say.

So thought Feng Yongkang, as Mrs. Liu called him, he headed to the courtyard to eat.

The spicy meat noodles, he liked them, but those pumpkin strips and loofah scrambled eggs…

At this time, Feng Yongkang simply could not stand these two dishes, he frowned and said, “Don’t prepare these two dishes anymore, they are very unpleasant.”

He hadn’t even tasted them, and he already found them distasteful?

She put in a lot of heart and hard work to cook these dishes to please Feng Yongkang, but the result was being criticized as unpleasant. Moreover, weren’t these two dishes that Feng Yongkang usually liked?

Mrs. Liu felt more aggrieved, but she dared not say a word, only nodded and said, “Okay, I understand.”

Fortunately, there was one who didn’t pick a quarrel, which made him feel a bit relieved.

Feng Yongkang’s expression improved slightly, as he started to eat the noodles.

Although the spicy meat noodles were his favorite and one of Mrs. Liu’s specialties, at this time, he wasn’t particularly enthusiastic. He didn’t eat them in large mouthfuls as he usually would, but picked them one by one.

Even eating in such a manner indicated his dissatisfaction with the noodles. However, given that Feng Yongkang didn’t criticize anything, Mrs. Liu felt a bit more relaxed.

The meal was somewhat nerve-wracking for Mrs. Liu to finish.

Because as Feng Yongkang went on eating the spicy meat noodles, his facial expression became increasingly unpleasant.

Mrs. Liu was afraid that he was unhappy with the noodles, but didn’t dare to ask. When she saw him put down his bowl, she immediately cleared the table and went into the kitchen to wash up.

Feng Yongkang, meanwhile, got up and started pacing back and forth in the courtyard, occasionally glancing towards the door.

By all accounts, the waitstaff at Fushun Tower should be having their meals by now.

That no one had come meant only one thing, that Zhang Yongchang simply didn’t care to call him, and didn’t think that he had done anything wrong.

Could it be that Chef Zhang wanted to stop working at Fushun Tower?

Just as Feng Yongkang was lost in his thoughts, a figure appeared in the courtyard.

At first, Feng Yongkang thought Zhang Yongchang had arrived, and his heart lightened a little. He quickly masked the hint of delight on his face and forced a stern expression, before looking up.

But when he saw that neither Zhang Yongchang nor Lian Rong had come, but Song Laowu, he was taken aback, “Manager Song, what brings you here?”

“I’m here to remind you, or else you might forget me,” Song Laowu shouted.

He was originally a butcher, running a meat shop in town. He was heavyset and strong. Being loud and boisterous, his voice was thundering and deafening when he spoke.

Feng Yongkang couldn’t help but rub his ears, “Manager Song, what are you talking about? Come, take a seat, and have some tea.”

“Manager Song, you’ve come at just the right time. I just brewed some tea. I brought this tea from the county town, it has a good flavor. Would Manager Song like to have a taste?”

“I’m a butcher whose work involves slaughtering pigs and sheep, I don’t care much for eating and drinking. Manager Feng, don’t fuss. I’m not here to chat leisurely, I’ve come to ask you something,” Song Laowu said.

“Manager Song, just ask away. If I know the answer, I’ll definitely tell you,” Feng Yongkang replied with a smile.

His smiling face failed to ease Song Laowu’s annoyance, which appeared darker. He raised his voice, “Alright, then let me ask Manager Feng, is the bones I provide not good quality?”

“Not at all.” Feng Yongkang was taken aback, not understanding why Song Laowu suddenly asked this, but honestly replied, “The stuff from Manager Song’s place is always good.”

“Alright, then let me ask Manager Feng again, did I charge you an unreasonable price?”

“No, as far as I know, your prices are quite fair. Otherwise, Why would I choose to buy meat and bones from Manager Song?”

“If the product is good and the price is reasonable, then tell me why starting from tomorrow, Fushun Tower will no longer purchase meat and bones from my shop?” Song Laowu bellowed angrily.

No longer buying meat and bones from his shop?

Feng Yongkang was stunned. “What do you mean, Manager Song? I don’t understand.”

“Feng Yongkang, Feng Yongkang.” Song Laowu was exceedingly nervous at this point.

“Are you pretending to play dumb with me? Or are you actually clueless? Wasn’t it you who sent the Fushun Tower waiter to inform me that starting from tomorrow, you’d no longer buy meat and bones from my shop?”