9: It's worth the father's hard work

Qi Yuan saw the request in the group for help with buying, and immediately chuckled.

Buying for them?

No way.

What if his adopted sons smelled that odor as soon as they arrived? Wouldn't that expose him?

Only when they saw the vendor making the stinky tofu with their own eyes would Qi Yuan be confident in getting them to stay and taste this rare delicacy.

"Ah, I, this old father, am truly heartbroken ~"

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of seeing his adopted sons retching and stuffing stinky tofu into their mouths in a disheveled state later.

This was too much fun!

Heh ~

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

Qi Yuan, holding a sign in one hand, waved to Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng, who were rushing over from a distance.

"Over here, over here."

Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng were indeed good brothers who could hang out with Qi Yuan; even when they saw the words 'public restroom' on the sign, they didn't suspect anything.

They even thought, "Good wine needs no bush."

For stinky tofu to have its stall next to a public restroom and still have long queues, how delicious must it be!

Thinking this, the two, swallowing their saliva, each took one of Qi Yuan's hands and eagerly headed towards the public restroom.

But when they turned the corner and saw that there were no people around the public restroom.

And only a lonely little cart, the expressions on their faces froze simultaneously.

A bad premonition arose in their hearts at the same time.

But before they could speak, Qi Yuan, with a mischievous smile, called out to Lu Chuan from a distance:

"Boss, three large portions of stinky tofu!"

Lu Chuan looked at the three of them in confusion, but said nothing, just smiled stiffly, then bent down to open the sealed box.

Seeing Lu Chuan's action, Qi Yuan, who was already experienced, immediately took a deep breath, then held his breath tightly.

"Ugh!!"

"Ugh!!!"

Almost simultaneously, two retches came from beside him.

Seeing his prank succeed, Qi Yuan almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, his breath-holding skill was strong enough; he held his breath until his face was red, and he never let go of his pinched nose.

When Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng saw Qi Yuan's appearance, they immediately knew what was happening and lunged at him, ready to fight Qi Yuan.

However, Qi Yuan had already quickly run towards Lu Chuan's stall.

Now the two didn't know whether to fight or not.

They wanted to escape this terrifying place, but they also hated Qi Yuan so much that their teeth ached.

Fortunately, at this moment, Qi Yuan had already spoken.

"I, your father, truly didn't lie to you; this stinky tofu smells bad, but it tastes so good!!!"

Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng heard this, glared at Qi Yuan resentfully, and shook their heads in unison.

The smell was already so terrifying; would they still be alive if they ate it?

Qi Yuan hadn't expected the two of them to be so wary and was a bit dumbfounded.

But putting himself in their shoes, he might not have the courage to try it either.

Forget it, if I want to see my adopted sons in a comical situation, I, your father, must set an example first.

"If you don't believe me, then I'll eat first, and then you can decide whether to eat or not."

Seeing that Qi Yuan had said so, and with the thought of "since we're already here," Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng reluctantly agreed.

And so, the three of them pinched their noses in unison, gripping each other, looking as if no one would abandon the fight, and stood together in front of the stinky tofu stall.

Lu Chuan, while skillfully frying stinky tofu, looked at the three of them with a stiff smile, but his heart was as strange as could be.

Fortunately, this peculiar atmosphere didn't last long.

As the first portion of stinky tofu was fried, put into a bowl, and placed in front of Qi Yuan, the atmosphere eased slightly.

Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng looked at the bowl of stinky tofu, which indeed looked good, and then at Qi Yuan calmly picking it up, elegantly picking up a piece of stinky tofu and putting it into his mouth, finally showing a look of intoxication.

The suspicion in their hearts finally wavered.

"Could it be really delicious?"

The two exchanged glances, noticing each other's throats move simultaneously, and finally couldn't resist.

"Let me try!"

"I want some too!"

Chopsticks flew as the two, with their chopstick skills honed from years of snatching food, accurately picked out a piece of stinky tofu covered in sauce from the bowl, then swallowed their saliva, and were about to put it into their mouths.

But the next moment, that rich, foul odor, which they had just begun to get used to, suddenly entered their noses.

"Ugh!!!"

"Ugh!!!"

Caught off guard, there were two more retches.

"Hahahahahahaha!!"

"Click click click click!!!"

A burst of wild laughter, accompanied by the clear sound of a phone taking pictures, came from the side.

Now Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng were finally enraged and were about to scold the 'thief Qi' for being inhumane.

But they saw Qi Yuan gently push the stinky tofu held in their hands towards their respective mouths with both hands.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

"Wuwuwu wuwu..."

Almost instinctively, the two, with their mouths full, began to chew simultaneously.

In an instant, the rich and mellow flavor exploded and spread throughout their mouths.

"Chew chew chew..."

"Delicious, delicious! Chew chew chew..."

At this moment, a new portion of stinky tofu was handed over by Lu Chuan.

Li Qihong and Zeng Yucheng exchanged a glance, then immediately pounced on it, like hungry dogs on excrement, fighting over this portion of stinky tofu.

Watching the two fight, Qi Yuan nodded contentedly.

My painstaking efforts as a father were not in vain ~

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"Your public restroom exploded, aren't you going to do something about it? Ah!!!"

The Yellow-Haired Vendor roared incessantly at the administrator on the other end of the phone.

Heaven help him, ever since the smell of stinky tofu wafted out, not only did everyone around the public restroom clear out, but even this small section of the green pedestrian walkway at the exit was no longer dared to be approached.

The Yellow-Haired Vendor, who was setting up his stall at the exit, naturally suffered collateral damage.

His original spot was at the entrance and exit of the path outside the public restroom, which was the busiest area, so his business was naturally much better than other vendors'.

He was feeling smug, but once this foul smell came out, not only did customers want to run, but he wanted to run too.

But there were no empty spots for stalls on the entire green pedestrian walkway.

So it was no wonder the Yellow-Haired Vendor was so angry.

Why did the public restroom explode for no reason!

And this heaven-defying stench... Ugh!

He retched once.

Then began to angrily vent his rage to the administrator on the other end of the phone.

"We are already aware of the situation you described, and personnel will handle it later."

"Beep beep beep beep..."

A busy signal came through.

Hung up on by the other party, the Yellow-Haired Vendor was instantly dumbfounded.

When he tried to call back, a voice prompt told him that the other party was on another call.

"Damn it!"

The Yellow-Haired Vendor was furious, with nowhere to vent his anger, and without thinking, he slammed his phone onto the ground.

Splat.

The phone instantly shattered into pieces on the ground.

"Damn it ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Only then did the Yellow-Haired Vendor react, looking at his completely ruined phone, and burst into tears.

His companion, who was pinching his nose nearby, looked at the Yellow-Haired Vendor's impotent rage, wanting to comfort him but not knowing what to say.

Finally, he could only weakly change the subject.

"You think, this smell, was it caused by that kid selling stinky tofu?"

The Yellow-Haired Vendor paused, then continued to mournfully clutch the phone fragments.

Are you kidding, could this smell be produced by an inexperienced kid?

If the public restroom hadn't exploded, he'd lick the public restroom clean!!!

His companion thought about it and also felt it was unrealistic, so he could only ask again:

"Then are we still setting up our stall here?"

Seeing that they were discussing serious matters, the Yellow-Haired Vendor angrily pounded the floor.

"No more, we'll set up our stall somewhere else. If I'm smoked any longer, I'll start to taste like it."

As he spoke, he unconsciously sniffed his sleeve, his face immediately turned pale, and he let out a retch.

"Ugh!!"