The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: A Bit Unhappy

It was a beautiful thought, but reality was cruel.

But their excitement was pointless. Xue Can wasn’t making any headway, while Shen Lu and Fu Cheng were inseparable. No matter how much they hoped, the day they could call Shen Lu their boss’s wife seemed impossibly distant.

Wu Jun sucked in a few sharp breaths. He couldn’t handle spicy food very well, but after trying it a couple of times, he was completely hooked. He’d chosen the spicy and numbing hot pot again today, and now his mouth was so swollen from the heat that he sounded like a deflating tire, hissing with every word.

"Good thing, HISS~ the boss isn’t here today, HISS~ or he’d die of jealousy, HISS~"

Huo Qian placed a glass of mint water in front of Wu Jun. "Could you please stop talking? Anyone who didn’t know better would think I was sitting next to a man-sized python."

Wu ’Man-Sized Python’ Jun: (;￣д￣)

With a reverent air, Lin Zhou finished every last bit of food in his pot, then let out a long, melancholic sigh.

Ye Fan nudged him with his shoulder. "You feel sorry for the boss too, huh?"

Lin Zhou shot his old partner a look you’d give an idiot. "Don’t waste your time pitying the boss. Ye Fan, you and I are leaving Little Deer Cuisine soon. We’ll be back to roughing it, eating out in the elements. Forget getting two meals a day that can soothe our Spiritual Seas—we might not even be able to scrounge one."

The gloating smile on Ye Fan’s face instantly froze.

’Damn it, how could I forget about that?’ He and Lin Zhou were stepping down from their security guard posts the day after tomorrow. Xue Can had already assigned them a mission—not too difficult, but it would take them away from here.

He and Lin Zhou had been taking it easy at Little Deer Cuisine for almost a month; they would need some time to get back into their "living-on-the-edge" mindset.

’Somehow, Ye Fan suddenly felt a slight aversion to his old life?’

The thought startled him, and he quickly slapped his own cheeks a few times.

’That’s absolutely not okay. From the moment I decided to become a mercenary, I knew what kind of path I was choosing.’

’Few mercenaries die of old age. You’re lucky if you die with your body still in one piece.’

And yet... Ye Fan and Lin Zhou turned in unison to look at Shen Lu. The young woman was completely absorbed in her hot pot, her face flushed, perhaps from the heat of the meal. Her eyes were bright and glistening, and just looking at her gave one a sense of tranquil peace.

’If only there was a place you could come back to after a mission, a place to eat a comforting meal and truly relax... life would seem a whole lot brighter!’

This had nothing to do with romantic love. It was just that Ye Fan and Lin Zhou felt Shen Lu possessed a kind of magic that put people at ease.

*Sigh*... If only Shen Lu would become our boss’s wife.

Then they could not only eat here but live here too. Compared to their cold, sterile base, Little Deer Cuisine was infinitely more welcoming.

The atmosphere throughout the meal remained pleasant. For one, the food was delicious; for another, everyone made a conscious effort to keep things lively, so of course it went well.

They finished eating around eight o’clock, and everyone pitched in to clean up. Shen Lu couldn’t have been more pleased.

’What did this prove?’

’It proved that not only had she picked good employees, but their families were helpful and saw what needed to be done, too!’

’She really had a knack for picking people!’

As the party broke up, Xin Yu offered to see Deng Ying and her sister home.

"Oh, by the way, Xin Yu," Shen Lu said, "if you’d like, you can move into the restaurant. The weather’s been bad, so it would be more convenient." She was thinking that since Xin Yu lived alone, it would be better for him to stay at the restaurant; if anything happened, there would be people around to help.

"Thank you, Boss, but I can manage for now. If it ever gets to be too much, I’ll let you know."

Xin Yu knew Shen Lu was just concerned for him, but he wasn’t ready to leave his home.

Even though he was the only one there, the house was filled with traces of the family he’d lost. He couldn’t let go of that.

"Alright. Just let me know if you need anything," Shen Lu didn’t press him. Everyone had their own reasons, after all. "Ye Fan, Lin Zhou, Huo Qian, Wu Jun—could you please escort them for me?"

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