The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Chapter 314: "You kid, how could you repay kindness with enmity.

It wasn’t that Xin Yu’s skills were that bad. But to save on practice costs, Shen Lu only had him make pizza crusts. At most, he could spread on a simple pizza sauce. As for ham, chicken, or cheese—there was none.

Eating a large, relatively tasteless flour flatbread for every meal was no small challenge.

But this sort of thing could only happen at Little Deer Cuisine. Anywhere else? You don’t like baked flour flatbread?

If you don’t want it, give it here! Countless people in the Lower City District would be dying for a chance to eat it.

When the thought of not wanting to eat it popped into Cai Su’s head, she gave herself a huge scare.

She had once fought tooth and nail with her late husband over a single tube of nutrient liquid. Now, someone was giving her flatbread, and she was actually getting picky.

Xin Yu spent the entire afternoon kneading dough, baking about ten pizza crusts.

"Boss, want to see what I baked this afternoon?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Although Shen Lu had put him through the wringer for two days and his confidence had taken a few hits, Xin Yu never once thought about giving up. On the contrary, he became more determined with every setback.

Whether he ultimately succeeded or not, Shen Lu really appreciated his tenacious attitude.

Shen Lu inspected Xin Yu’s newly baked pizza crusts, broke off a piece to taste, and finally nodded.

"This passes."

Xin Yu let out a whoop and jumped up as if he’d just won the lottery.

"However," Shen Lu said, worried he’d get cocky and immediately pouring some cold water on his excitement, "it’s just a passing grade. If you want to make higher-quality crusts, you’ll have to keep practicing and refining your technique."

"Don’t worry, Boss, I’ll definitely keep working hard!" Xin Yu grinned, showing off his pearly whites. "Boss, I think making pizza is my calling. Compared to chopping vegetables, I feel much more in my element doing this."

Shen Lu had noticed that herself.

"Then you should focus your efforts in this direction for now. Maybe you can become a pastry chef or a Baker."

"Thank you for training me, Boss! I definitely won’t let you down!" Xin Yu held up the pizza crust he thought was his best. "Boss, you can have this one for dinner!"

Shen Lu’s expression changed. "You brat. Is this how you repay kindness—with revenge?"

Xin Yu: "?"

Shen Lu coughed. "Ahem, I’ve been feeling a bit... ’heaty’ lately. I need to eat fewer baked foods. You can deal with these pizza crusts yourself. Or just freeze them and save them for Shu Meng and Wang Daguo."

"No, that won’t do. I want to bake fresh ones for them," Xin Yu said, pursing his lips. "Boss, can I give them to the people in the backyard?"

"Haven’t you been doing that for the past two days? You’re only remembering to ask me now?"

Xin Yu gave an awkward laugh. He got the hint—Shen Lu had known all along. Her silence was a sign of tacit approval.

’Sigh,’ he thought. ’The boss is all bark and no bite.’

’She acts so wary and distant toward the three of them, but deep down, she still cares.’

’It makes sense. They’re family, after all. There can’t be that much of a rift between them.’

’Maybe the boss is just this distant because she hasn’t lived with her family for a long time?’

’This kind of thing only happens when there’s a lack of understanding on both sides.’

’If I just help mediate things a little, maybe the boss and her family can finally break the ice.’

In that instant, Xin Yu felt a new weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders.

Xin Yu took the pizza crusts he had baked and made the rounds in the restaurant.

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