Serving Meals at a Massage Parlor, and You Call Me Improper?

[Gourmet]+ [System]+ [Devoted Husband and Daughter]+ [Cozy Daily Life]+ [Running a Business]

Just before his massage parlor was about to go under, Chen Sheng bound himself to a Gourmet System for massage parlors.

One braised-food combo was enough to make a campus beauty who lost a game of truth or dare cry, “I can’t take any more!” and ask to extend her session.

One Emperor’s Egg Fried Rice had a middle-aged man who’d sneaked in for a massage behind his wife’s back exclaiming that he couldn’t take it. He not only extended his session, but called over all his buddies, too.

One bowl of rice topped with stir-fried pork and chili peppers had a top tycoon slapping the table and declaring that all future business dinners would be held here. That’s right, at a massage parlor!

And so the parlor’s business kept booming.

At last, his competitors couldn’t stand it anymore. Certain something fishy was going on, they promptly reported him.

Police: “Nobody move! We’ve received a report that this massage parlor is involved in prostitution!”

The police stared at the customers in the parlor, stuffing their faces, and were left dumbfounded.

Zhao Yaqian: “Hmph! My husband is the most amazing man in the world!”

Daughter: “Daddy, everyone at kindergarten says they want to eat your cooking!”

Customer A: “Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, please make a little more! Don’t make me get down on my knees and beg!”

Customer B: “Hurry, Brother Sheng! I want Combo Number Three, Number Three!”

Customer C: “Damn, Number Eight is the best! Number Eight’s soft, fragrant tenderness is absolutely incredible!”

Customer D: “Dad, Dad, listen to me. I’m telling you, order Number Nineteen. Number Nineteen is so lovely and charming!”

Many years later, Chen Sheng looked back at the chain of restaurants he’d built across the country. Gazing at his beautiful wife and adorable daughter, he shook his head. “At first, I just wanted to be a small business owner who didn’t have to slave away like an ox or a horse. Even when I decided to sell food, I only wanted to sell braised snacks.”