From Wage Slave to Tycoon novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324: Chapter 187: Another Call

Chen Shufen also told Su Chen about her plan to expand Shufen Hot Pot into Rongcheng. She felt confident enough to do so thanks to the twenty million yuan he had given her, and she now dreamed of turning Shufen Hot Pot into a large-scale chain.

Something similar to an established hot pot brand like Dezhuang.

Su Chen was a little surprised when he heard the plan. He hadn’t expected his mom to have such bold ambitions.

Finally, Su Chen gave Chen Shufen a phone number for a contact in Rongcheng. He told her to call that number directly if she needed help, and to call him only if his contact couldn’t resolve the issue.

The number he left wasn’t just anyone’s; it belonged to Hou Ting, a good friend of Sicong.

With everything settled, Su Chen felt a great weight lift from his shoulders.

"Sky-blue awaits the misty rain, and I am waiting for you..." Su Chen hummed a cheerful tune, his steps light as he headed outside.

As the saying goes, "Paradise in heaven, Suzhou and Hangzhou on earth." Su Chen decided to see for himself just how beautiful Suzhou’s nightlife could be.

"Sir, are you heading out?" He ran into Jiang Hui in the corridor, who was holding a freshly cut fruit platter.

"Mhm, I’m just going for a walk. You don’t need to come." Glancing at the fruit platter in Jiang Hui’s hands, he picked up a toothpick from the side, speared two pieces of honeydew melon, and headed for the door, muttering as he went...

"You can have the fruit platter yourself. Don’t wait up for me tonight!" With that, Su Chen’s figure vanished from Jiang Hui’s sight.

The sky had just begun to darken, and the lights of countless homes were flickering on.

Su Chen didn’t go anywhere else, heading instead to Tongli Ancient Town, which he hadn’t finished exploring the day before.

"I didn’t expect Tongli Ancient Town to have such a unique charm at night!" As Su Chen walked into the ancient town, he discovered the crowds were much larger than during the daytime.

Many people were standing in front of a white wall, taking pictures. Su Chen glanced at the words written on it: "Your words say spring is not yet late, and so I have arrived in the true Jiangnan."

The orange-yellow lights bathed the entire ancient town, making it seem as bright as day. The black-canopied boats swaying on the small river, decorated with atmospheric lights on either side, made many tourists stop to take photos.

"Mung bean soup! Iced, Su-style mung bean soup!"

"Free samples of flower tea!"

"Chewy, sticky rice balls~"

Hearing the cries of various snack vendors, Su Chen made a point to buy a cup of Su-style mung bean soup.

But when he saw the shopkeeper hand him the prepared soup, he was completely dumbfounded.

It wasn’t for any other reason than the fact that this mung bean soup was nothing like he had imagined.

The clerk handed him two cups in total: one round and one tall.

The round cup contained things like mung beans and glutinous rice, which looked uncooked. The tall cup, meanwhile, held a pale green liquid that seemed to have been separated from the soup.

’This... how am I supposed to drink this? Don’t tell me I’m supposed to pour the soup into the cup with the beans and rice.’ Su Chen glanced at the people dining in and saw someone else with the same order, busy pouring the liquid from the tall cup into the round one.

’Tsk, tsk. I’ve really seen something new today. So this is how you drink Su-style mung bean soup.’ Su Chen found an empty table and began to copy the other customer’s actions.

Watching the distinct grains of mung bean and glutinous rice float in the cup, Su Chen couldn’t help but shake his head.

If he hadn’t seen other people drinking it, he would have been tempted to just throw it away. After all, anyone else would have assumed the soup hadn’t even been cooked yet.

Suppressing his strange feeling, Su Chen took a small sip. His eyes immediately widened.

’Huh, this soup is surprisingly good.’ Su Chen only drank the liquid, not eating the beans and rice along with it.

The soup was incredibly refreshing, with a faint hint of mint. It was a world away from the mung bean soup he was used to. ’This must be a local Suzhou specialty,’ he thought.

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