Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 1163 - 559: Setting Out Now

Of course, borrowing gold bars is impossible. Luo Jun didn't kick the two swindlers out simply because he hadn't eaten enough; he needed Qin Huai to make a few more snacks.

Qin Huai and An Youyou returned to the kitchen to continue making snacks. Luo Jun directly moved his chair to the kitchen door, acting as a supervisor while listening to the conversation between the two.

What they talked about wasn't something Luo Jun couldn't hear.

Qin Huai expressed that although he didn't have 3 gold bars, nor had he inherited Luo Jun's estate, he did have a modest amount of over twenty million in his bank card. Such a grand gesture like slipping gold bars to his younger brothers was something An Youyou shouldn't do. An Youyou, having lived three lifetimes, had never accumulated gold bars; buying some things to visit the elderly seemed more realistic.

If there were genuine difficulties, Qin Huai could offer loan services to help An Youyou warm his younger brother. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Youyou, when do you plan to take leave? Are you going to Z City to find Jiang Weiguo first or go to Gusu to find Mr. Xu first?" Qin Huai asked.

Without hesitation, An Youyou said, "If Little Seven is still alive, I want to go to Shanghai to find Little Seven first."

Qin Huai didn't expect An Youyou to choose C among A or B. After hearing about the connection between Jiang Weiguo, Mr. Xu, and other spirits, An Youyou still remembered his younger brother Little Seven, who never had a surname until now.

"Why Little Seven?" Qin Huai asked.

"Because in my previous life, I went to find Jiang Weiguo and thought about finding Little Ninth, but never considered finding Little Seven. At the time, while inquiring about Jiang Weiguo's whereabouts, I learned about Little Seven. He never left Shanghai and initially worked as a porter at the dock. Later, when hearing about land distribution, he went to the nearby countryside to farm."

An Youyou added a bit that wasn't mentioned earlier: "Little Seven even got a new name, Lin Qi, which I like because part of it I chose."

At this point, An Youyou expressed a bit of worry: "Back then, I found out which brigade he was in, knew he was alive, got married, and had a son but didn't go to him. However, I wrote him a letter, enclosed 10 yuan, as Little Seven wasn't skilled, educated, nor knew how to beg, and I didn't know how well he farmed."

"I was afraid he'd starve to death before I could make a comeback, so I specifically sent him 10 yuan to make sure he lived and save money for me to find him."

Qin Huai was a bit curious: "What did you write in the letter?"

An Youyou thought for a moment: "It was something like: Save money well and wait for the boss to come back and make you rich."

Qin Huai: …

Okay, that's very much like a Three-legged Golden Toad, straightforward, concise.

"Did you receive a reply?" Qin Huai asked.

An Youyou shook his head: "Little Seven probably can't write, and at that time I was moving around everywhere. If Little Seven were to send me a letter to the address I provided, I'd still not receive it."

Qin Huai: … Wander isn't used like that!

Seeing this, An Youyou suddenly turned around and respectfully asked Luo Jun: "Mr. Luo, could you ask your private detective to help me inquire about Little Seven? Although he has never found information on Jiang Weiguo's brother Jiang Weiming, he did help Dr. Qu to locate his past life's parents, so he should be quite good at finding people."

"Can you let that detective help me inquire without me paying?"

Luo Jun nodded slightly: "Send me the previous information about Lin Qi, and I'll send it to the private detective."

"Won't charge you."

An Youyou happily continued to dice meat.

Qin Huai watched An Youyou's skillful mincing, realizing that after awakening, not only did An Youyou's personality vastly change from somewhat reserved to extremely bold in asking for money, but his craft also advanced rapidly.

His culinary skills made a significant improvement.

"Youyou, did you work as a chef in your second life?" Qin Huai asked.

An Youyou nodded: "I did, but just as a helper in the kitchen."

When mentioning this, An Youyou started counting on his fingers: "I worked a lot in my second life, as a helper in the kitchen, a waitress, repaired bicycles, glued cardboard boxes, worked as a seamstress in a garment factory, a worker in a food factory, even as a porter, stole something once and almost got beaten to death."

"In the end, I took all the saved money to buy counterfeit tapes, hoping to make a big profit by reselling. As a result, I got tricked by the person selling tapes. My counterfeit tapes were of too poor quality to sell; theirs were all better than mine, and that batch of tapes almost entirely got stuck in my hands, losing everything."

"To make a comeback, I had to scrimp and save, and finally, I managed to make a little fortune. But in a moment of excitement, I overindulged and ended up dying from pancreatitis."

An Youyou briefly summarized the cause of his death in the second life.

Qin Huai found it acceptable. Knowing many spirits means seeing many absurd ways of dying. As long as one isn't feeding lions on the African savannah or getting stabbed by a flying knife amidst a scene, Qin Huai felt it's acceptable.

An Youyou's way of dying was relatively normal, with cause and effect, and in a sense, died appropriately.

"If Lin Qi is still alive and you go to Shanghai to see him, who will you see next?" Qin Huai asked again.

"Surely Little Ninth," An Youyou said, "In my last life, I've seen Jiang Weiguo. He could not afford to buy back Taifeng Building with five such prodigious sons but was doing well regardless. The head chef at the state-owned restaurant doesn't have to worry about food, and I noticed he gained quite a bit of weight. The food prices at his state-owned restaurant were quite expensive; my heart bled when I paid."

"Besides, he has five sons, and even with mishaps, it's unlikely all of them could die. Little Ninth is miserable; both his sons died, his wife died too, so of course, it's Little Ninth who needs me more."