The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 212: What Do You Know?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

This time, he admitted defeat.

Without thinking, he turned around and went into the kitchen. The fresh vegetables that he had specially bought from the market were extremely dazzling to him.

300 yuan was simply not enough. In order to further gain the recognition of Prosperous Restaurant, he bought a lot of ingredients and was ready to make a splash. He even paid 20 yuan out of his own pocket.

He Ning knew that He Zhou was upset, so he glanced at He Yi, signaling him to go in and comfort him. He Yi walked to the kitchen door and twisted the handle, only to find that the kitchen door was locked from the inside.

He Zhou had always had such a stubborn temper. They had more or less experienced it, but there was nothing they could do.

But He Jing walked over and knocked on the door. He Zhou, who was inside, was annoyed by the knocking. He opened the door. “What do you want now?”

He Jing said calmly, “A sealed place is not suitable for cooking. Are you trying to commit suicide by releasing gas?”

“Ha, suicide?” He Zhou found it ridiculous. “Do you think such a trivial matter can defeat me?”

When he looked up, he suddenly saw that everyone in the living room was looking at him with extremely worried eyes. The harsh words at the tip of his tongue couldn’t be spoken.

He Zhou scratched his head in frustration and said, “I’m fine. Go do your own things. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

He Jing nodded and walked away. The others were relieved and went to do their own things.

After finishing her homework, He Jing used her mobile phone to search for Prosperous Restaurant. Many entries related to Prosperous Restaurant popped up on the web page.

As a four-star restaurant in A City that was about to be promoted to a five-star restaurant, of course, it had more good reviews than bad reviews. A few scattered exposes were suppressed by trending news.

He Jing didn’t find any useful information, so she clicked on the official website of Prosperous Restaurant and looked at their menu. It was mainly Chinese cuisine. In addition, there were dishes from several other countries mixed in. Just looking at the names of the dishes, she felt that they were very high-class.

One dish, baked snails, was sold at a high price of 38,800 yuan.

Wait a minute.

He Jing suddenly felt that the dishes above seemed familiar as if she had seen them somewhere before. She stood up with a swoosh and took the folder that Mr. Zhou had given her.

She pulled out the documents from the folder and compared them. The pictures on them were exactly the same. She flipped to the last page.

Opponent, Prosperous Restaurant.

This…

He Jing sat on the sofa with an uncertain expression. After a long while, she let out a long sigh. It seemed that she had to take on this competition.

She didn’t have major flaws. She was just protective of her own people. She thought, “Prosperous Restaurant, hmph!”

After a long time, He Jing closed the web page and turned around to see He Zhou still busy in the kitchen.

Dinner was ready, but he obviously had no intention of coming out. He Sui was so hungry that his stomach was deflated. He urged him a few times, but he didn’t come out. He Jing took the initiative to enter the kitchen and brought out the dishes he had prepared.

He Ning knew what was going on when he saw the situation. He called out, “Let’s eat first. If third brother doesn’t figure out something, he won’t be eating tonight.’

They could afford to skip a meal, but Xiaoguo was still growing.

Therefore, everyone could only eat first.

After the meal, He Jing took the initiative to wash the dishes and returned to the kitchen with the plates. She saw He Zhou struggling with a crab that had just pinched him hard.

Immediately, his fingers bled, and the blood dripped into the basin, dyeing the water red. He Zhou gritted his teeth and fiercely smashed the crab on the chopping board.

The crab was knocked unconscious, and its crawling movements became sluggish.

He Jing called out, “Third brother.” She picked up the crab shell and placed it back into the basin. She sighed. “If you can’t do it, then don’t do it. The more you force it, the less likely it is to work.”

He Zhou turned his head abruptly, glared at her fiercely, and squeezed out the words between his teeth, “What do you know?”