After divorcing my celebrity wife, I became the world's richest person

Chapter 469 Top-Level Desserts

Chen Yu left the building and directly returned to the underground market with Qin Mingxue.

Although he wasn't afraid of those guys from Jiang City, he was still an outsider after all.

If those guys became desperate and resorted to drastic measures, he was afraid even he might not be able to handle it.

The only option was to head back here!

Moreover, based on his calculations, Zhang Hu and Li Si should be arriving here tomorrow with a truckload of old items.

Yesterday's deaf individuals had already found their place in the food street, an area extremely suitable for them.

Qin Mingxue had already established rules that everyone must follow, and the hearing-impaired individuals were the most rule-abiding group.

After all, besides working honestly, they hardly had any other intentions.

When Chen Yu arrived at the food street, those hearing-impaired individuals immediately gathered around, gesticulating incessantly in front of him. Your next read is at empire

When they were with Ma Xiulan before, they could hardly earn a few yuan a day, and even on the busiest days, they would make at most a hundred yuan.

But just by setting up a stall here for one day, they had easily made a few hundred yuan, and some had even earned over a thousand.

Now, they regarded Chen Yu as their deity, wanting to give him half of their earnings as a thank you.

Chen Yu waved his hands in refusal and just sat down at a fried skewer stall, asking the owner to fry him something to eat.

Seeing this scene, Qin Mingxue was completely enchanted by Chen Yu.

She had never imagined a man's charm could be so overwhelming.

In Jiang City, she had roughly learned some information about Chen Yu but didn't understand it clearly.

Therefore, on her way back, she immediately sent a message to her subordinates in the intelligence department, instructing them to find out everything about Chen Yu in the shortest possible time.

At this moment, her tablet already had some bits and pieces of information about Chen Yu.

Any of those identities would be enough to make one worship him.

Most importantly, Chen Yu was already married and even had a daughter.

This shattered the beautiful fantasies she had in her mind, but she still maintained her admiration for Chen Yu.

She even thought about staying by Chen Yu's side as a subordinate!

Just then, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the center of the food street.

He took off his jacket and walked straight to a stall selling shrimp cakes.

"Your method of making these shrimp cakes is wrong. When mixing the shrimp paste, you should add some crab powder to maintain the texture. The way you're doing it will only make the shrimp cakes tough."

This guy, for some reason, spoke very loudly as if he wanted to attract attention.

Unfortunately, most people nearby were deaf and couldn't hear him, and the old lady selling shrimp cakes didn't even bother to lift her head.

"Did you not hear what I said? Is this the kind of service attitude you have?"

Chen Yu stuffed the fried skewer in his mouth and immediately walked over.

"Sir, all the vendors on this street are hearing-impaired individuals. Please respect them."

The man didn't care at all, raising his palm and slamming it down hard on the table.

"Do hearing-impaired people have the right to act recklessly and serve this kind of trash to customers?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but frown, although their techniques weren't very professional, they took every task seriously, and the food they made, though not top-notch delicacies, was a hundred times better than ordinary fare.

And it was obvious that this guy had come here looking for trouble.

Chen Yu immediately used the system to scan the other party's brain information and, sure enough, the guy had been sent by Fang Zhanbo.

So, this underground market was a relatively independent entity, but to some extent, it was still subject to regulation by the relevant departments.

Fang Zhanbo probably intended to pick at Qin Mingxue's food safety issues.

"If I remember correctly, you must be Mr. Zhou Pinghu!"

Zhou Pinghu paused, he had won the world culinary championship thirty years ago but had to lie low for various reasons.

Now, few in the culinary world knew him, unless they were seasoned gourmets.

But Chen Yu looked to be under thirty—how could he be connected to gourmets?

Just as he was feeling perplexed, his phone suddenly rang.

Chen Yu had already surveilled all the electronic devices on the guy, so he knew the information immediately.

Fang Zhanbo hadn't revealed Chen Yu's true identity when he sent Zhou Pinghu over.

Upon learning that Chen Yu had won world-class culinary competitions more than once, he wanted to message Zhou Pinghu with a warning.

Chen Yu wouldn't let his opponent succeed; he stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Pinghu's arm, pulling him to a stall.

"I heard that Mr. Zhou made a dessert back in the day that no one has surpassed to this day, I wonder how you managed that?"

A sense of superiority instantly surged in Zhou Pinghu's heart, and he disregarded the message on his phone; instead, he rolled up his sleeves and pushed aside the disabled person next to him.

"It's hard to find a young man like you with such discernment these days. Well, if that's the case, I will make an exception today!"

A sly smile stretched across Chen Yu's lips, and he quickly stepped forward to stop Zhou Pinghu.

"Mr. Zhou, don't you find such plain cooking a bit too dull? Why don't we have a contest, using that very dessert you made back then as the subject?"

Zhou Pinghu laughed as if he had heard an incredible joke.

"Do you know that I spent a whole three years researching that dessert? I went over the recipe and ingredients several times—are you sure you want to challenge me on this?"

Chen Yu nodded firmly.

"It's my way of seeking guidance from my senior; naturally, I should choose something you excel at, otherwise, people might say that I'm taking advantage of your age!"

These words immediately kindled Zhou Pinghu's competitive spirit.

Without further ado, he took a few steps back to clear a space, indicating that he wanted Chen Yu to compete with him on the same food truck.

Chen Yu chuckled twice and walked over to the food truck where he had been eating fried skewers.

"Mr. Zhou, though I'm making the same dessert as you, I've also made my own unique modifications to it, and there are some differences in the process, so I can't just compete on the same food truck as you."

Zhou Pinghu sneered: "No matter what method you use, my dessert is still the best in the world, there's no way you can surpass it."

He said arrogantly and then put on disposable gloves to get busy.

Meanwhile, Chen Yu looked indifferent, picked up a fried skewer from nearby, and started to eat it on his own.