Chapter 631: Chapter 631
Local catfish paired with turtle, the results burst into blossom!
Moreover, there was blood tofu made from old turtle blood that Liu Zhizhong prepared in Yangzhou, stored in Big Lao's RV, and brought over chilled together with the fish and turtle meat.
This noon, he wanted to show off his cooking skills to the two senior leaders, let them taste something fresh, and enjoy the benefits of nourishing foods.
However, things always change. In the mortal world, plans can hardly keep up with changes.
Liu Zhizhong was met with a closed door in front of the detached villa.
In front of the villa, there were two armed security guards, Wu Jing, making it easy and natural for them to stop Zhizhong.
With such security, one could imagine the importance of the leader recuperating inside.
Actually, Wu Jing didn't trouble Liu Zhizhong much, just mentioned that the two leaders had left in the morning and he didn't know when they would return.
Liu Zhizhong asked if he could leave the items and depart himself, as he heard the two leaders were sick and wanted to pay a visit.
Wu Jing didn't make a decision on his own, instead, he used a walkie-talkie to inform a man who looked like a butler to come out from inside the villa.
Seeing this, Zhizhong knew that Luo Tianlin must have gone out for errands, and since they notified the inside butler, there was probably no need to call Tianlin.
The middle-aged man, about forty, had a slightly waxy yellow complexion, a bit chubby from living a life of luxury, and not very tall—he really looked like the essence of rotundness. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝
Even his round glasses matched the retro-round collar of his shirt.
However, wearing a pale vermillion, traditional T-shirt and trousers, he truly looked rotund. This man lacked grace.
He came out, sized Liu Zhizhong up, checked his ID and, of course, his work badge from the Yangzhou City Government Chief Secretary.
After looking, he just nodded faintly, then went to the side garden to make a phone call, speaking in a very soft voice, looking quite subservient.
Soon, the rotund man came back and said indifferently, "Okay, Liu Zhizhong, leave the ingredients, you can go now."
"Thank you, sir. I hope both leaders maintain good health and spirits…"
Before he could finish his polite remark, the rotund man impatiently waved his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.
Liu Zhizhong felt deeply insulted and politically oppressed.
Damn it, isn't this guy just a flunky by the old leader's side? Acting all high and mighty?
When I meet Minister Luo Tianlin, he always respectfully calls me 'Zhizhong,' and I even call him Uncle Luo in private!
To hell with it, I can't deal with this. I'm outta here!
Liu Zhizhong nodded obediently, grinned, bowed, and said, "Alright. I could prepare these ingredients myself, and there really is a particular finesse…"
The man just raised his hand dismissively, "We have a national, top-tier chef cooking here every day, can't he handle what you've brought?"
Liu Zhizhong had to suck it up, smile sheepishly, then quickly turned and walked toward the parking lot.
Behind him, the rotund man watched his retreating figure for a moment, a scornful sneer on his lips, then asked a Wu Jing to help bring the items inside.
Back in the villa, the rotund man naturally had the head chef inspect the ingredients Liu Zhizhong had delivered, and also to test them for any poison.
When the chef saw them, his eyes nearly popped out of excitement.
Then, he hurriedly picked up the fish and blood tofu, touching and flipping them, sniffing them, and testing for poison.
At last, the chef, quite impressive and professional, beamed at him, "Where did these ingredients come from? No hint of poison at all, and they're tremendously nourishing!"
The rotund man got a bit excited, "Really? What stuff is this?"
"This seems to be about thirty pounds of Chinese Mud Catfish, male; this meat, about ten pounds of old turtle meat, also male; and this, my goodness, blood tofu made from turtle blood, extremely nourishing, haha…"
The chef even lowered his voice, "This stuff is better than Viagra; no side effects either. Of course, if you indulge in this daily, then the side effects become substantial, turning a lance into a water gun, without a drop left... haha…"
The rotund man got excited and rubbed his hands, "The two leaders won't be back for lunch today, they'll only return in the evening, so why don't we try some?"
"This… wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"What's the harm? We have plenty of it; let's just sample a bit! We'd be serving a duty, testing in case there's poison. Go on, listen to me, I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"
The chef, reassured by this, agreed.
As for Liu Zhizhong, he walked towards the parking area. Seeing a shortcut through the road in the middle of the villa area, which led directly to the parking, saving about a hundred meters, he took it.
Before he had covered fifty meters, the gate of a nearby villa swung open, and a delicate nurse ran out, calling, "Are you Mr. Liu Zhizhong?"
Zhizhong paused, "Uh, yes, that's me, and you are..."
The nurse smiled, "Our patient, Z ZC, requests your presence inside the villa for a chat."
"ZZC…" Zhizhong caught on immediately but pretended to be oblivious, "You mean Zheng Zhichuang? I don't know them…"