Chapter 4 — Help You Earn 7,300,000 Yuan, You Only Give Me 70,000 Yuan?

Both hands were covered in white lime.

“Tham Ninh, where are you?”

“Return immediately.”

She tried to keep her voice low.

“There are two more hours until Lady Hua's party begins.”

“Don't harm the restaurant because of a little anger.”

I put the palm tree in a bucket of water.

“I told you.”

“I didn't.”

On the other end of the line came Co Thua Trach's voice.

“Ngoc Dung, don't beg her.”

“She's just trying to make a price.”

Tham Ngoc Dung's voice immediately became cold.

“Tham Ninh, are you still ashamed?”

“I took you to the restaurant myself.”

“It was you who helped me expand my knowledge.”

“Are you coming back to bite me now?”

“What did you teach me?”

“Teach me how to take other people's food and write my name on it?”

“Don't talk nonsense!”

Tham Ngoc Dung's voice immediately rose.

“If you don't come back tonight, I'll throw away your parents' old knife set.”

I bowed my head and looked at the bag of knives placed at my feet.

“The knife is at my place.”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. A few seconds later, Co Thua Trach's voice rang out:

“Did she steal the knife?”

Tham Ngoc Dung immediately continued:

“Taking things from a restaurant to take away is stealing.”

“That's my dad's stuff.”

“Everything my parents left behind is managed by me.”

Each word of Tham Ngoc Dung seemed to be crushed.

"If you go back now, I won't prosecute you."

“If you dare not come home, I will call the police.”

Chu Ngan snatched the phone from my hand.

"By the way, let the police investigate the compensation for the old house."

Hearing his voice, Tham Ngoc Dung smiled coldly.

“Chu Ngan?”

“A kitchen assistant who was fired by me still has the right to interfere?”

Chu Ngan was so angry that he took a rag and rubbed it hard on the kitchen surface.

“I quit my job.”

“I still find your restaurant dirty.”

“Tham Ninh, do you rely on this kind of person for support?”

Tham Ngoc Dung's voice was full of contempt.

"Okay."

“I also want to see how many days your tattered teahouse can last.”

The phone was hung up. Chu Ngan returned the phone to me.

“She's definitely in trouble tonight.”

"Doubt."

I calmly replied.

“She will find someone to take the blame.”

Chu Ngan was stunned. I looked at the night gradually falling outside the window.

“Someone made duck with plum sauce tonight.”

“Find anyone who can take on her mistakes.”

I don't answer. There were two light knocks outside the door. Aunt Vuong stood there carrying a thermos, her hair blown by the wind.

“A Ninh, I brought you some food.”

Chu Ngan frowned:

"Why are you here? Does Tham Ngoc Dung know?"

Aunt Vuong placed the thermos on the table.

"Don't know."

"I see you're leaving in such a hurry. You probably haven't had dinner yet."

I opened the lid of the jar. Inside is white porridge and pickles.

“Thank you, Aunt Vuong.”

She looked around at the old tea house, her eyes filled with sadness.

“I'm so miserable.”

“It's better than sleeping in a warehouse.”

Aunt Vuong took out a piece of paper from her pocket and stuffed it into my hand.

“This is the party menu for tonight.”

“Auntie secretly took a look.”

"General Manager Tham took my entire menu for last winter's party and said it was a new idea she came up with."

Chu Ngan was so angry that he cursed:

“Truly shameless!”

I opened the menu. Crispy duck with plum sauce. Thanh fish soup. Lion with the head of a brick crab. Cinnamon flower yam. Snow melon goldfish soup. Every single dish... These are all dishes that I spent countless hours researching. Aunt Vuong's voice lowered even more than.

“There's one more thing.”

“La Tay took the spice book I used in the kitchen this afternoon.”

I raised my head.

“Which book?”

“Black cover book.”

Chu Ngan's face immediately changed.

“The book you wrote down those important steps?”

I folded the menu.

“That book is fake.”

Chu Ngan was stunned.

“I know there's someone in the restaurant going through my stuff.”

“The book really shouldn't be left there.”

Aunt Vuong immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard outside the door. A young waitress ran to the door.

"Miss Tieu Tham! Something's wrong!"

I recognized the girl. That's Tieu Man, a waiter at Tham Gia restaurant. The girl held the door frame, panting.

"Something happened at Lady Hua's banquet table."

“The crispy duck with plum sauce is so sour that guests have to spit it out.”

“General Manager Tham said you intentionally changed the seasoning before quitting.”

“She told me to come find her and come back to apologize.”

Chu Ngan slammed on the table.

“They're the ones who ruined the food and yet they ask you to apologize?”

Tieu Man was about to cry.

“She also said that if I don't come, you have to pay for that banquet table.”

“My monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan.”

I looked at the girl.

“She told you to come and beg me.”

“Or did you say you came to trick me?”

Tieu Man bowed his head. The tip of the shoe rubbed lightly on the door step.

“Both.”

"She said she was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see me lose my job."

Aunt Vuong wiped her face with her hand.

“What a shame.”

I picked up the knife bag. Chu Ngan was immediately impatient.

“Are you really going to leave?”

“Didn't you say you don't care anymore?”

I stuffed the menu into my pocket.

“She stole my food.”

“Smear my reputation.”

“Now use a little girl to tie me up.”

“If I don't go, this pot will be over my head.”