"Du Fei, why are you so late?" Gong Chengbin asked, looking into the distance while complaining to Du Fei.
"I was already going as fast as I could. When you called, I was seeing a patient. I can't just abandon them, can I?"
Du Fei then asked, "Where is Junjie?"
"There, he just took Mr. Huang to that restaurant to eat not long ago. Speaking of which, Du Fei, is your method really 100% effective?"
At this critical moment, although he had already decided to adopt Du Fei's method, Gong Chengbin still found it a bit too mystical and couldn't help but ask.
If this were any other time, Du Fei would definitely tease or play with Gong Chengbin. But at this moment, he knew that Gong Chengbin wasn't doubting him, but rather worrying about whether he could help Shao Junjie.
So Du Fei nodded with a serious expression, "Don't worry, as long as Mr. Huang has a problem, I guarantee it will be 100% effective!"
"Good!" Gong Chengbin said, then led Du Fei forward.
At the Chuan Wazi restaurant, Shao Junjie and Huang Peter had been waiting for nearly half an hour before a waiter finally brought a dish to the table.
Like everyone who visited Chuan Wazi for the first time, after Huang Peter took a bite of the dish, all his previous complaints turned into satisfaction.
Just as Shao Junjie had described, the dish was spicy, fragrant, and incredibly delicious.
The plates, slightly larger than an adult's palm, were quickly cleaned out by Huang Peter and Shao Junjie, with Huang Peter eating two-thirds of it.
"Ajie, this restaurant your friend recommended is truly excellent. It's more delicious than any other food I've had since coming to Rongcheng." Huang Peter said with a satisfied smile after finishing his meal.
Hearing Huang Peter's praise, Shao Junjie also smiled, "It's good that Brother Huang enjoyed it. My friend is very knowledgeable about food..."
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Shao Junjie suddenly stared straight at Huang Peter's back, which made him confused as to why Shao Junjie was looking like that.
"Ah Bin, Du Fei, why are you two here?" However, Shao Junjie did not answer Huang Peter immediately, but stood up from his seat.
Huang Peter then turned his head and saw Du Fei, who had treated him before, and Shao Junjie's friend whom he had met outside the restaurant last time after dinner. No wonder Shao Junjie had stopped mid-sentence. He must have seen friends he knew.
As Shao Junjie stood up, Du Fei and Gong Chengbin, who had just entered Chuan Wazi, also walked towards him with surprise.
"Ajie, what a coincidence, you're here for dinner too?" Gong Chengbin said, then looked at Huang Peter, "So you're here with Mr. Huang."
While they were speaking, they had already greeted each other.
As it happened, the restaurant was full and there were no tables, so Gong Chengbin took the opportunity to suggest they all sit together. Shao Junjie and Huang Peter naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Ajie, fortunately, you and Mr. Huang came first. Otherwise, if Du Fei and I came, we'd probably have to wait outside." Gong Chengbin said with a smile.
Then he took a menu, wrote down a few dishes himself, and handed it to the front desk. At this time, Chuan Wazi was so crowded that people were almost at the entrance, and the waiters were so busy they didn't have time to write orders for Gong Chengbin.
"Ajie, it seems your friend is quite familiar with this place." Huang Peter said, seeing Gong Chengbin's practiced move of taking a menu, writing down dishes, and handing it to the front desk.
Shao Junjie couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Huang, actually, the friend I told you about who recommended this restaurant to me is him."
"Oh, what a coincidence. I must thank Mr. Gong properly later, otherwise I wouldn't have tasted such delicious Sichuan cuisine." Huang Peter said with some surprise.
Just then, Gong Chengbin, who had gone to deliver the menu, returned, holding a small jar with a large belly and a narrow mouth, about the size of two adult hands clasped together.
"Ah Bin, what are you holding?" Shao Junjie asked curiously, seeing what Gong Chengbin was holding. Du Fei and Huang Peter on the table also looked curiously at the small jar in Gong Chengbin's hand.
"Heh heh, you're lucky today. This thing is amazing." Gong Chengbin then told the three people at the table that the small jar he brought contained wine brewed by the owner of Chuan Wazi himself.
Speaking of the owner's wine, it was also one of Chuan Wazi's specialties. However, due to its extremely limited quantity, most people who came to Chuan Wazi had no idea it existed. It was only because Gong Chengbin had been there many times and was familiar with the owner that he was able to get a small jar this time.
"I say, Young Master Gong, aren't you exaggerating a bit? Even if the wine brewed by the owner of Chuan Wazi is delicious, with your background, can't you get any?" Shao Junjie felt that Gong Chengbin was exaggerating. Perhaps for ordinary people, some privately brewed wines were indeed good things, or hard to come by. But Gong Chengbin was the son of one of the top ten richest people, what good things hadn't he seen? How could a mere jar of privately brewed wine be of any interest to him? He probably just wanted to tease them.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ajie, that's why you're too young. Do you think money can buy everything? The owner of Chuan Wazi is a man of character. More than ten years ago, someone offered him a large sum of money to cook in the capital, but the owner of Chuan Wazi refused outright to take care of his father."
"Later, someone took a liking to his private brew and offered five million to buy his recipe, but the owner of Chuan Wazi simply replied that no matter how much money, he wouldn't sell it. He brewed it for himself, and only the surplus would be brought to the shop for old customers to taste."
"And back then, after someone tasted the wine brewed by the owner of Chuan Wazi, they wanted more, but the owner said it was purely a matter of mood. That fellow was a drunkard, and after drinking the owner's private brew, other wines didn't taste right. So he went all out and said that as long as the owner was willing to brew it, he would pay ten thousand yuan for a jar. But the owner didn't even glance at him."
"From this, you can see how much of a personality the owner has, right?" Gong Chengbin placed the jar on the table and told Shao Junjie the story. If it were an ordinary person, someone offering five million just for the recipe, they would have sold it without hesitation. But the owner of Chuan Wazi just didn't sell it, and not only that, he didn't intend to make money from it. This was truly an extraordinary person doing extraordinary things. Perhaps, it was only a person with such character as the owner of Chuan Wazi who could make Sichuan cuisine praised by everyone, and brew such popular private wines.
After listening to the series of stories told by Gong Chengbin, the other three people at the table immediately focused their attention on the small jar by Gong Chengbin's side. They all wanted to taste how good the wine was that Gong Chengbin had praised so highly.