Chapter 507: Chapter 0507 Little Dang Ho (Third Request for Subscription)
Huang Fatty, whose real na is Huang Long, is the rentier of a few nearby shops. He has plenty of free ti and so wealth, and he likes to pass the ti at Bai Jing Small Shop now and then.
But recently, he noticed that the small shop has beco popular.
Not in the typical sense of ‘popular’. The consur traffic hadn’t significantly increased, but the number of ‘fat sheep’ had greatly increased, making it unreasonably popular.
Can you believe a single dish costs the equivalent of a year’s rent for one of his shops?
The key ingredients aren’t anything like dragon’s liver or phoenix marrow, but rather common items like boiled vegetable leaves and roasted mushrooms. Yet, ever since the three ‘shills’ that night, people have been coming every day to taste these exorbitantly priced dishes, and everyone seems quite content, unbothered by the price. It’s bizarre!
Particularly Cheng Feng, who initially ordered almost all of the daily special dishes every day.
Sotis, he would even bring his own ingredients for the owner to prepare, sparing no expense each ti yet seeming unsatisfied, which left Huang Long quite puzzled.
After witnessing this multiple tis, he is finally convinced that these individuals are not shills, but are money laundering!!
But aren’t tax departnts smart enough to notice such crude money laundering tactics?
Huang Long doesn’t understand, and doesn’t want to either.
After all, he’s just an ordinary citizen, living a leisurely daily life, occasionally dining at Bai Jing Restaurant and enjoying the under-the-table excitent. He’s curious to see when this small shop will be seized.
…
As night falls.
Bai Jing Restaurant is operating as usual.
“Mr. Cheng, you’re early!”
Arriving right on ti, Huang Long saw that there were already around four to five people queuing in front of the small shop.
This is strange!
Very strange!
Typically, the ‘viral small shop’ even has a long queue which is not uncommon, but a shop with only four or five custors in line? It’s extrely abnormal!
But Huang Long knows that these people are queuing to order the ‘special cuisine’. Boss Bai has a strange hobby; he only provides about four or five dishes a day. It’s a case of first co, first served. After the fifth person, there’s no point in queuing. There’s more room inside than custors!
‘To launder such big amount of money … could this be a professional money laundering spot, and these queueing people are all big shots here for business? But when did the money laundering industry beco a seller’s market?’
Huang Fatty, with a perplexed expression on his face, watches this group from a distance.
He knows that these people sotis fight over a dish, and the situation can get intense, so it’s better to keep a safe distance.
Finally, to everyone’s anticipation, a listless girl with a poker face opens the shop.
Cheng Feng and others imdiately rush in, reading the nu: “Good… There are five special dishes today!”
Under the new nu, Su Lu has added an additional line – ‘One dish per person’.
This is a rule he had to re-implent after Cheng Feng monopolized the dishes a few tis, nearly causing a duel between the Transcendents.
Regardless, Su Lu doesn’t have much interest in gathering spiritual energy materials. He can only maintain the current standard, and is willing to accept orders as long as the custors supply the materials and can afford the price.
“Boss Bai.”
Cheng Feng rushed into the shop, smiling at Su Lu, “I’ll have… the most expensive dish!”
‘Damn!’
Seeing his move, the professional behind him couldn’t help but curse, “I’ll take the second most expensive one.”
The rule here is obvious: the more expensive the dish is, the better the effect. This is a pattern discovered by their observation.
‘Again? Always like this!’
Huang Long cheerfully enters the shop, and says to the new recruit who is a combination of sous-chef, helper, and waiter: “Little Dang, sa as usual.”
Internally, he sneers at that group of people: ‘Every ti it’s the sa, the first one wants the most expensive, the second wants the second most expensive, the last one gets the cheapest, are they fighting over… the money laundering quota? Could it be that the so-called price is actually code, and that the one yuan on the nu is actually ten thousand yuan?’
With this thought in mind, he sees Su Lu in a different light, as if encountering a super boss.
“Sure, one order of Three-yellow chicken, a pitcher of beer, and two servings of side dishes.”
Little Dang, holding the nu, repeats Huang Long’s order in a monotonous tone.
Huang Long sits contentedly, enjoying the spectacle of people arguing over the special dishes.
Little Dang goes to the kitchen to help Su Lu by washing and cutting vegetables… Her actions are swift and orderly, on par with a professional chef.
With her help, Su Lu finds it much easier to serve custors.
Soon, the dishes are one after another brought to the tables. Su Lu leisurely wipes his hands, holding a purple clay teapot, sipping tea.
“Boss Bai! You’ve finally learned how to make efficient use of human resources.”
Cheng Feng cobbles up his dish, his complexion turning red as if he had downed a few pots of liquor, and sweats profusely. He turns to Su Lu and says.
He has been prospering recently, having successfully advanced to the second rank, and progressing quickly with the ‘big supplent’ from here.
He just doesn’t know why, but he has attracted so wild professionals over to compete for food, which he finds rather helpless.
“You an Little Dang?”
Su Lu has a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth: “Well … I felt like the shop was short-staffed, so I casually hired a sous-chef. Consider her as the recipient of my culinary skills.”
He doesn’t want to be a chef for the rest of his life.
However, the combined paths of ‘Food Hunter’ and ‘Top-grade Chef’, which he casually deduced, he doesn’t want to abandon easily. He has to get soone to take over.
After all, the faction that stores energy through eating instead of taking pills will definitely thrive with the revival of spiritual energy and the increasing number of ferocious exotic beasts! This school could quickly form its power!
Who knows, perhaps in the future, Blue Star will really turn into a world of gourt food!!
“Inheriting culinary skills…”
Once that is ntioned, Cheng Feng shows a face full of regret.
To ordinary people, this might not an much. But he is painfully aware that this represents the inheritance of the ‘Master of Magic Potions’! Ordinary people can directly glimpse the door of the Transcendents through this, and will be respected wherever they go in the future.
After all, consuming spiritual food only on its own has limited benefits. It needs to be mixed to bring out the true value of the magic potion.
In this aspect, science is of no use, it requires mystique, it requires inspiration!
If this opportunity were put out there, even Transcendents would be tempted.
Unfortunately, for so reason, Bai Jing chose this poker-faced girl, which left Cheng Feng deeply regretful.
“Can’t help it … Who asked for her last na to be Liu?”
Su Lu spreads his hands, looking sowhat strange: “Isn’t she the legendary Little Dang?”
Little Dang seed to have heard this, and yet she doesn’t seem to have heard it, silently wiping down the table with a cloth.
“Could it be…”
Cheng Feng, his pupils constricted, discontinued his line of questioning.
…
Dces away, a black minivan had unknowingly parked around the small shop.
“They must have noticed our undercover agent being deployed, but there is no sign of resistance…”
“After the cloud data comparison, the expert group analyzed; the target shares a high similarity of 76.98% with the mysterious person codenad ‘Death Crow’!”
Zi’s face darkens: “I think, it’s ti to start the second phase of contact.”
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