Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 306 - 307: Original Inn, I’m Leaving!

Chapter 306: Chapter 307: Original Inn, I’m Leaving!

Zhang You left and then returned, giving everyone at the inn a great surprise, and everything followed Deng Xiaoxiao’s planned schedule.

The renowned chef Peng Haosi checked everyone’s cooking skills one by one, pondered for a moment, and then found recipes in his mind that they could make. They needed to prepare five dishes and one soup for tomorrow, and he couldn’t do it all by himself.

In order to highlight the Original Inn’s speciality, Peng Haosi also added a special dish to the usual recipes.

When he shared his idea, everyone exchanged glances, feeling worried about this very new and innovative cuisine.

Using such a special dish as the inn’s signature dish, is this really okay?!

No matter what the others thought, Deng Xiaoxiao simply handed over all the rights to Peng Haosi, wanting him to lead them to victory over the Auspicious Inn. So, whatever Peng Haosi decided was truly settled.

In the end, he said with a smile, "I hope everyone has a pleasant time cooking tomorrow."

The people of the inn responded with a "hehe," offering forced smiles without speaking.

No matter how you looked at it, it still seemed unreliable!

The next day arrived as expected, destined to be a day of hustle and bustle, but fortunately, the process was thrilling yet safe.

Nobody expected that the deciding factor in the competition would be the signature dishes of the Original Inn and the Auspicious Inn!

The famous chef Peng Haosi introduced a completely new signature dish in this contest, with the characteristics of "strange, risky, and fresh," which successfully defeated the Auspicious Inn and won honor for the Original Inn.

With that, the competition part of the Original Inn was all finished.

There were three days left before the end of the program’s recording. During these three days, the Original Inn closed for a break and no longer accepted guests. They spent their time visiting nearby mountains and waters, chatting, and relaxing.

Zhang You also stayed, making it to the end of the program.

August 12th, the weather was clear, good for going out, demolition, groundbreaking, and long journeys.

On this morning, the people of the inn exchanged gifts with each other, saying their final farewells.

He Jinxia gave each person a knotted cord she made herself, with the character "luck" at its center, which looked especially classical and was liked by everyone.

Deng Xiaoxiao and Luo Sijie gave everyone their wedding candies, while Liu Xiaoqin and Ji Jiaming gave out a doll to each person, designed by them as the mascot for their clothing brand store.

Zhang Yuanyuan presented everyone with a small wish bottle that could be hung on a purse, and Zhang You gave out a guitar pick to each person, which he had personally designed and customized, carrying special significance.

After exchanging gifts, everyone lamented the departure with reluctance for a while, and then left the inn one by one.

The director’s team deliberately had them leave one after another, and before each person left, they shouted towards the riverbank in front of the Original Inn: "Original Inn, I’m leaving!"

The camera crew was shooting from the opposite side of the riverbank, clearly capturing the expressions of the celebrities and the Original Inn behind them. The shoot was particularly emotional; some celebrities started crying as they called out.

He Jinxia faced the riverbank, spread her arms, smiled with the wind in her face, and shouted loudly:

"Original Inn, I’m leaving!"

The cycle of cause and effect, of coming together and parting, is a constant in life; they gathered together for a show and would eventually disperse because of the show.

Just like filming a movie, there is a beginning, and there must be an end. No matter how reluctant, there will come a day when the shooting ends.

Original Inn, I’m! Leaving!

In the early hours of the morning, He Jinxia finally arrived at Dongting Lake Garden.

Her mother was already asleep. She tiptoed into the house, careful not to disturb her sleep.

After finally moving her luggage into the room, He Jinxia lay on the bed for a while, then resigned herself to get up quickly to wash up.

Sheng Yan’s call came just as she had finished taking her bath, the timing so precise that He Jinxia felt an eerie sensation as if he were watching her.

"Where are you?" he asked softly.

He Jinxia yawned and said languidly, "In my room."

"You’re back?"

"Mhm."

"Are you hungry?"

"A little, but I want to sleep now, I’m so sleepy..." He Jinxia rubbed her eyes, muttering.

Sheng Yan’s voice slowed down, "Come up and eat something before you sleep, Luo You said you were either on a plane or in a car, rushing to get back. You must not have had a good meal on the way."

Lying in bed, He Jinxia turned over, her eyelids becoming heavier: "I don’t want to, I’m not hungry, I want to sleep."

Sheng Yan patiently persuaded her, "Jinxia, come and have some food first."

He Jinxia insisted, "No, eating late-night snacks will make me fat."

Sheng Yan ignored her comment; he still thought Jinxia was too skinny, and it would be better if she gained some weight—it would be more comfortable to hold her.

His eyes darkened, and his voice became as deep as a cello, flowing slowly, "I have shrimp dumplings here. I remember you really enjoyed this dim sum last time you were here."

He began to tempt her step by step, "The shrimps have been peeled, revealing their tender white flesh, each plump and round, wrapped in a semi-transparent crystal dough. Inside there are bits of bamboo shoots, minced meat, and other ingredients, with a bit of juice that leaves a fragrances on the lips, tender yet refreshing; there’s also chicken feet, with gravy evenly distributed under the skin, giving a sensation of being filled with soup when you bite into them..."

Mr. Sheng’s gentle voice was like a unique lullaby, which not only lured out He Jinxia’s cravings for food but also coaxed her sleepiness to the surface.

Before drifting off to sleep, He Jinxia thought that if she ever had trouble sleeping again, she would have Sheng Yan talk to her in this tone of voice, which was especially tranquil.

"I’m so hungry, I’m going to dream about eating shrimp dumplings..." she mumbled drowsily, and soon, a faint snoring sound could be heard coming from the phone, causing Sheng Yan to pause mid-sentence.

Sheng Yan reached up to touch his forehead, looking at the array of food on the dining table. He helplessly smiled and packed it away into the refrigerator before heading to the bedroom, the phone call still connected.

Lying in bed, listening to He Jinxia’s shallow breathing, Sheng Yan also slipped into sleep.

No one knew whose phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically, cutting off the call.

The next day, He Jinxia awoke to the sound of Mrs. He singing loudly.

She rubbed her aching forehead and picked up her phone to check the time, only to realize it had run out of battery and turned off automatically.

Looking up, she saw that the bedroom door wasn’t properly shut, which was why the soundproofing was so poor.

Reluctantly crawling out of bed, she walked over to the door.

Outside in the living room, Mrs. He was imitating the singers on the drama on television, which was a tutorial video. The person on the TV would do a move and sing a line, and Mrs. He followed suit.

He Jinxia lazily leaned against the doorframe, watching sleepily for a while, and she yawned widely. Actually, her mother was imitating quite well.

Mrs. He was learning how to turn with graceful elegance and amplitude when she suddenly saw He Jinxia standing by the door, which startled her, "Jinxia?"

"You kid, why didn’t you say hello to your mom when you got back? What do you want to eat? Mom will cook it for you!" Mrs. He quickly came over to ask.

He Jinxia hugged her mother and said tenderly, "Porridge is fine, Mom. I got back late last night, so I didn’t want to wake you up."

Mrs. He touched her head, "You haven’t fully woken up yet, have you? Go back to sleep, and I’ll cook porridge for you."

Before He Jinxia could react, Mrs. He pushed her back into bed. Well, she fell asleep again, blurry and confused.