Chapter 174: Became Famous?

Big Bear adapted quickly at the ranch. Of course, it was normal for him to adapt fast since he was constantly being waited on. He also became one of the more eye-catching members of the ranch. Anyway, George and the others took turns coming to see him. This was because a bear held very special meaning for Xiangshui Town.

Lewis’s new restaurant was also ready. He had even hired two more servers because of it. The new restaurant was very impressive, and many more passing drivers stopped by. They did not need to worry about the restaurant anymore. Amelia and the others found three more girls and passed down the skill of making pancakes.

Even though hiring new staff increased the monthly expenses a lot, this was only temporary. Once they set up new stalls in the future, this money would be earned back many times over.

Normally, there was not much going on at the ranch now, except for the daily chore of cleaning up animal waste. But Liu Heming was still worried because Nina had come again.

Fortunately, it was not summer, so Nina wore a bit more clothing and was not as lightly dressed as before.

“Dexter, you are amazing,” Nina said as she approached Liu Heming, giving him her usual flirtatious glance.

“Nina, could you please spare me? I can make anything you want to eat,” Liu Heming pleaded.

“Really? I want to eat that fish that is fried and then poured with sauce,” Nina said with a smile, then licked her lips.

“You mean squirrel fish? Did Sasha tell you? We will make it for lunch,” Liu Heming nodded.

This was a piece of cake since his daughter loved it too. Even if Nina ordered something more complicated, he would have no problem. As long as she did not flirt with him for no reason, he was really afraid of getting worked up.

“Take a look at this,” Nina glanced at him, fiddled with the computer for a while, and then pushed it toward him.

What was playing on the computer was a short video, more like a small clip. The images on it were very familiar to Liu Heming; they were of him cooking.

“This was recorded by that kid Rock when he came last time. I did not expect him to turn it into a short video,” Liu Heming said with a smile after watching for a while.

“Did you not see the comments below?” Nina looked at him curiously.

Liu Heming took the computer back and carefully read the comments below. The more he read, the more he found it both amusing and frustrating.

Rock had edited this short video very well. The little animals on the ranch all had their chance to appear. There were also clips of him cooking and Rock’s narration about the dishes.

The people who watched it focused on different things in their comments. Some talked about Selin and the Bear Kids, others about Square Kitten. A large number of people also commented about him, and surprisingly, most were praises. However, there were also some negative comments, like how his way of killing fish was inhumane.

That was not the main point. The main point was that someone actually started a group invitation, wanting to come with Rock to taste what this fish actually tasted like.

It made Liu Heming realize once again how powerful food enthusiasts could be. These people were from all over the United States, and just the travel expenses would be a huge cost.

Luckily, Rock had not responded to them yet. Otherwise, if such a large group of people barged in, he would have a hard time managing. Even if he could manage, he would have to charge them for meals with so many people.

“That is it? Do you have nothing to say? From their comments, it seems they really admire you,” Nina said, very curious when she saw Liu Heming’s calm expression.

“What is there to say? They are just curious for the moment. Once the excitement wears off, their enthusiasm will fade,” Liu Heming said with a smile.

“I really do not understand. Do you not want to be famous?” Nina continued curiously.

“What is the use of being famous? It would just make things messy here. I have too many animals now. If too many people come at once, I would worry that they might get hurt. Especially Big Bear; he only behaves around people he knows,” Liu Heming shook his head.

Nina looked at him for a moment, then fiddled with the computer again before placing it in front of him once more.

Liu Heming looked down and frowned.

This was also a comment article, but this time the words in the article were not so pleasant. From start to finish, it criticized Liu Heming’s cooking skills—his knife work, heat control, and techniques.

“What does this person do? How did I offend him? Is he crazy?” Liu Heming asked unhappily.

Even Buddha would get angry, let alone some stranger criticizing him like this. What else could it be but craziness?

“This person owns a Chinese Restaurant in Chinatown in San Francisco. Someone came to your place and ate pancakes, saying your pancakes tasted great. Then another person said the dumplings here were better than the ones at his place. Maybe that upset him,” Nina said gleefully.

“His family also immigrated here, and his father started this Chinese Restaurant. The business used to be very good, but in recent years, after he took over, it has declined a bit.”

“Is there anything else?” Liu Heming pinched his chin and asked.

“Another reason might be your comment. You said that many dishes in Chinese restaurants here cater to Western tastes and are not authentic,” Nina continued with a smile.

Liu Heming was frustrated. He did not expect his casual remark would cause someone to take offense. But what he said was not wrong; that was just how it was. Dishes heavy on oil and salt were not very popular with Westerners.

After thinking for a while, Liu Heming put the matter aside and went to the lake with a bucket to fish.

Based on this standard, it seemed he had become famous. But this was not the kind of fame he wanted. Just a little bit of fame, and he had already offended someone.

It was possible this person wanted to use this opportunity to attract attention and bring business to his restaurant. But he needed to be more careful in the future and not say everything that came to mind. Too many words could lead to mistakes. He meant no harm, but others might take it the wrong way. Making money quietly and building a good house for his daughter were what really mattered. Where would he find the time to argue with boring people?

“Sasha, why is he not angry at all?” Nina went to Sasha and asked with a frown.

“His personality is hard for me to figure out. I want to take Alex home for Thanksgiving Day. What do you think?” Sasha shook her head.

Nina frowned and thought for a moment before saying, “It is possible, but we need to plan carefully.”