Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH99

Chapter 99

As Madam Huo gazed at the steaming roast ducks in the oven before her, all thoughts in her mind flew to the heavens.

Even Huo Ran, who had been mid-sentence, abruptly shut his mouth, remaining silent for a long time.

R-roast duck…

So close, the aroma of the duck, mingled with the smoky scent of fruitwood charcoal, surged straight into their faces. All the adults present, including the bodyguards, found themselves momentarily speechless.

It was little Huo Yan who reacted first, bouncing with excitement. “Little Lan Boss, do you remember me? Yesterday, you promised to give me a free roast duck!”

Jian Yunlan glanced at him. “…”

This little kid had fainted from fright yesterday, yet he still remembered the promise of a free roast duck!

But as a responsible adult who honored his words, Jian Yunlan naturally wouldn’t go back on his promise.

“Alright, wait a moment.” With that, Jian Yunlan grabbed a roast duck from the oven and began packing it for Huo Yan.

Huo Yan had been craving this for so long that the moment he saw the actual roast duck, he couldn’t hold back anymore. Just like Mu Mingqiu, he grabbed it with both hands and took a big bite.

As soon as he bit into it, his eyes lit up like fireworks. “This is delicious—so, so good! Oh my god!!!”

Unlike adults, children didn’t suppress their emotions. If they liked something, they showed it; if they didn’t, they wouldn’t hide it. Everything was written plainly on Huo Yan’s face.

Clutching the roast duck, he ate with delight, his mouth covered in grease.

Huo Ran stood beside him, watching with gentle eyes. He reached out to ruffle Huo Yan’s hair. “Eat slowly, don’t choke… Look at you, this roast duck is so big. Isn’t it heavy to hold?”

Saying that, he reached out and kindly helped Huo Yan support the duck.

“No need, Uncle. I can hold it myself.” Huo Yan tried to pull the roast duck back.

Pull… pull… He couldn’t pull it back.

Huo Ran smiled while gripping the duck leg firmly, repeating with a meaningful tone, “Such a big roast duck—let Uncle help you.”

Huo Yan shuddered involuntarily. “…”

Meanwhile, on the other side—

Seeing Huo Yan already eating, Madam Huo finally snapped out of her daze and hurriedly spoke, “Little Lan Boss, I’ll take a roast duck too, sliced and packed.”

“Got it.” The young boy responded crisply and swiftly got to work. He expertly sliced an entire roast duck into thin, even pieces, packing them into a container along with spring pancakes, julienned cucumbers, scallions, duck sauce, and broth.

His movements were so skilled that what would normally take an average person over ten minutes, he completed in just two to three minutes. The duck slices were cut so thin and precise, it was almost like magic, leaving the surrounding adults completely stunned.

Madam Huo’s hands trembled slightly as she took the packed roast duck and stepped aside.

Someone of her status would normally never engage in something as unrefined as squatting on the roadside to eat…

Unless she couldn’t resist!

She opened the packaging and took a deep breath—the aroma of the roast duck was so intense it seemed to pierce through her very soul!

This freshly roasted duck smelled even better than the one from last night—it was richer, more mouthwatering. The glossy, translucent red skin gleamed invitingly, while the layers of fat and meat underneath were clearly visible.

Madam Huo could no longer hold back. She picked up a piece of duck meat with her chopsticks, dipped it generously in duck sauce, wrapped it in a spring pancake with cucumber and scallions, and took a bite.

Madam Huo: “!!!”

Before taking this bite, she had imagined countless times what the duck might taste like. People always say the most wonderful things exist only in one’s imagination. She had worried that when she finally tasted it, it might not live up to her expectations.

But the reality far exceeded them!

—The first thing her teeth touched was the slightly chewy yet delicate spring pancake. As she bit through the soft pancake, the rich flavors of the roast duck burst forth. The skin was unbelievably crispy and fragrant, and as she broke through it, hot juices flowed out, melting in her mouth—rich but not greasy.

Beyond the crispy skin was the succulent and tender duck meat. The intense, savory flavor of the meat carried a subtle smokiness, fully infused with the aroma of the fruitwood charcoal used in the roasting process. The entire duck was steeped in this delicious, deep flavor.

The more she chewed, the more delicious it became—juicy and bursting with umami. The duck sauce added a slight sweetness that balanced the richness perfectly.

The cucumber and scallions provided a refreshing contrast, elevating the experience of eating the roast duck to an almost heavenly level.

It was… simply too good…

Surrounded by the lively chatter and laughter of the bustling market, tasting this extraordinary dish, Madam Huo suddenly found her eyes growing misty.

After spending so many years at the top, she was only now realizing how lonely she truly was.

Her relationships with her family and younger generations were distant, and most of her friends were connected to her through interests and benefits.

Yet, all the gold, jewels, and lavish delicacies she had accumulated in her life—none of them had ever brought her the kind of pure happiness that this single bite of roadside roast duck did.

Of course, this wasn’t just any ordinary roast duck!

After eating a few bites, Lady Huo’s gaze fell on the remaining duck carcass, and her heartstrings were tugged once again.

As the leftover bones of a roast duck, many people would simply discard the carcass, let alone someone of Lady Huo’s status.

Her? Gnawing on duck bones? Impossible.

But few knew that in her childhood, squeezed under the eaves with her siblings, she had indeed gnawed on duck bones. Back then, life was tough. Eating roast duck was a celebratory occasion, and with so many kids in the family, each could only get a tiny piece dipped in sauce.

The still-hungry children would secretly take the duck bones, dip them in sauce, and carefully nibble off the remaining meat.

Even though there was only a tiny bit of meat, through the rosy lens of childhood memories, it had tasted unbelievably delicious.

Now, looking at the duck carcass beside her, Lady Huo felt a sudden urge—

She glanced around to make sure no one was watching before cautiously picking up a piece, dipping it into the sweet sauce, and taking a bite.

…Wow.

Delicious!

The meat clinging to the bones was tender and still warm, its savoriness accentuated by the tangy sweetness of the sauce.

What surprised her the most was that, somehow, this little boss Lan had managed to make even the bones of the duck smell incredibly fragrant, infused with the unique aroma of fruitwood charcoal from the roasting process.

This duck carcass—if taken home and used to make a rich soup or a crispy salt-and-pepper dish—would definitely be delicious.

Even the extra duck fat shouldn’t go to waste—it could be used to steam eggs, and the marinade could be repurposed for another roast duck dish or mixed into rice…

As Lady Huo ate, she was already mentally planning how to make the most of every part of the duck, feeling satisfied that her next few days of roast duck intake were secured.

One bite after another, her pace of eating quickened.

She didn’t even wait for the food to cool down. As soon as she swallowed one bite, she stuffed another into her mouth in a rush—until she nearly choked.

Cough, cough, cough!

Though well-maintained, Lady Huo was still at an age where a sudden choking fit wasn’t easy to recover from.

To make matters worse, she had sent her bodyguards away to avoid drawing attention. They were currently standing under a tree in the distance and hadn’t noticed her struggling.

Her eyes watered from the coughing, and her throat felt unbearably dry. She desperately needed a sip of water.

As if someone had heard her silent plea, a bottle of mineral water was suddenly handed to her, accompanied by a clear voice:

“Would you like some water? I have an extra bottle.”

It was like a miracle.

Without hesitation, Lady Huo nodded and took the bottle, hurriedly drinking from it.

Cool, refreshing water flowed down her throat, instantly soothing the irritation.

It took a long moment for her to recover and catch her breath. Finally, she turned to thank the young man who had given her the water.

“Thank you, young man! You’re such a kind soul! What’s your name?”

“It’s nothing, Auntie. Just a small gesture.” Ye Qingquan smiled modestly, his tone carrying a hint of pride. “Since you’ve supported my baby’s roast duck stall, it’s only right that I give you a bottle of water. Oh, by the way, my name is Ye Qingquan…”

As he spoke—Ye Qingquan lowered his head.

Lady Huo lifted hers.

Their eyes met.

And both of them froze.

Memories flooded back.

Three years ago, in an elegant café, a woman wearing sunglasses and an emerald bracelet sat with a poised but slightly arrogant air. Fine lines graced her face, and when she lifted her chin, she exuded an undeniable aura of nobility.

Across from her sat a young man in a white shirt, with delicate features. His outfit was clean but simple, and his expression carried a trace of nervousness. His left hand instinctively rested on his lower abdomen, and he dared not look the woman in the eye.

—“I’ll give you five million. Leave my son.”

—“Since Huo Ye’s true love has returned to the country, Auntie, you don’t need to worry. I won’t cling to him. I’ll leave far away and never show up again.”

The young man lowered his eyes, ultimately choosing not to mention the baby growing inside him.

He thought, Baby, Daddy will do his best to take care of you. From now on, we’ll rely on each other. Even though you’ll be born into a single-parent family, I’ll give you twice the love so you can grow up happy.

…But at that moment, the young man could never have imagined—

That three years later, this baby would become the beloved little boss of a street-side roast duck stall, drawing admiration from countless people, with even the most powerful figures lining up just to get a taste.

Back in the present—

Ye Qingquan: “……”

Lady Huo: “…………”

She glanced at Ye Qingquan. Then at the small figure busily working at the roast duck stall.

In a flash, the undeniable truth became clear.

As a heavy silence hung in the air—Lady Huo’s mouth slowly formed an ‘O’ of shock.

After a long pause, her expression turned incredibly complex. She looked at little boss Lan, then at Ye Qingquan, then at herself.

She distinctly remembered that Ye Qingquan had just referred to “my baby’s roast duck stall.”

If little boss Lan was Ye Qingquan’s baby, and he was three years old, and his face looked so eerily familiar…

Then, little boss Lan must be—

Lady Huo tried to suppress the overwhelming realization, but in the end, she couldn’t contain herself. Dizzy with shock and joy, she nearly shouted:

“HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?!”