Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 220 - 221: Are Even the Birds in Guangfu This Refined?

Chapter 220: Chapter 221: Are Even the Birds in Guangfu This Refined?

Zhuo Qianqian followed He Lu Xue back to the hotel at night, while Wang Fan stayed alone in the RV.

Looking at the other empty bed, he felt a bit empty inside too.

He checked the time; it was already past midnight. At this time, that little foodie usually had to have a late-night snack.

Since he couldn’t sleep anyway, Wang Fan decided to get up and start trying some cooking.

Tomorrow he still had to fulfill the rewards for those six people; luckily, four of them wanted the same thing.

Those four were very interested in a mysterious drumstick that frequently appeared in anime, often seen in the protagonist’s hand, and asked Wang Fan to replicate that dish.

The other two wanted a Starry Sky Sweet Soup and a Stargazing Faction Pie.

The names alone of these two sounded so exquisite, the appearance must be absolutely stunning.

When Wang Fan’s memory pulled up the image of the Starry Sky Sweet Soup, he was indeed amazed by its high visual appeal.

But when the Stargazing Faction Pie came to mind...

Ugh...

Imagine this: A purple cake densely packed with sardines sticking out, all looking up at the sky...

Just tell me, who sent you here to ruin my day?!

As Wang Fan stood in the kitchen pondering, he suddenly heard a "bang" in front of him.

This startled him out of his serious thoughts.

Looking closely, he saw a solid black thing clinging to the glass outside the kitchen.

What is that? It looks small. A bird? Even the birds here in Guangfu are so exquisite?

But as he leaned in for a closer look, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "Holy crap!" His body jolted instinctively; it was a natural reflex when confronting an unknown creature.

"What the hell is this?! Are we having a biohazard crisis here?"

Wang Fan took out his phone and snapped a picture of it through the glass, then used an image search function, and the result made his hair stand on end.

You’re telling me this creature, with tentacles almost as long as half a hand, is a cockroach???

Do I have a misunderstanding about cockroaches, or do you?

I’ve seen them in the north, and they’re so small I can’t even remember what they look like!

Wang Fan knocked hard on the glass, hoping the vibrations and noise would scare off the cockroach, but it didn’t seem afraid at all. It kept crawling around, making Wang Fan’s skin crawl with disgust.

Helpless, he quickly drew the curtains and let out a breath of relief.

Just that big cockroach scared away all his cooking enthusiasm.

Oh well, let’s just continue with the simulation games.

As he lay back on the bed, Wang Fan frowned again, feeling a bit damp. It must be a leftover effect from the heavy rain. He decided that tomorrow he’d better take all the sheets outside to dry in the sun.

Then, he closed his eyes and drifted into a simulation game.

While he shut out the world, online rumors about him were rampant.

"Boss Wang is on fire at the comic convention with dishes like almond tofu and golden shrimp balls, stunning in appearance, and with an exquisite taste proving that his fame is well-earned!"

"This isn’t a Keqing trap; it’s a Yula trap! An overwhelming feast of dog food that makes you eat till you’re full!"

"But seriously, the food Boss Wang makes is really delicious! And every step is demonstrated right in front of us, made with visibly clean and fresh ingredients, especially the shrimp that were still lively when scooped out of the water."

"Tasty and affordable, only 9.9 bucks for a plate of tofu and 20 bucks for the golden shrimp balls, truly a fair price!"

"I’m really jealous of his assistant; she must get to eat Boss Wang’s home-cooked meals every day, right?"

"Jealousy won’t help if you aren’t as pretty as her!"

"Truly, Boss Wang himself is also a sight to behold, especially when he’s standing up to those few online trolls. He exudes a strong aura! At that moment, he seemed just like the young overlord of Jiangdong before my eyes!"

"Indeed, who would’ve thought Boss Wang’s cosplay skills were so deep—it’s a perfect recreation!"

As everyone was fervently discussing this, a piece of news from the Firefly Comic Convention exploded online.

"At the request of a large number of fans and to give back to our fan base, we have reached a collaborative agreement with Teacher Wang (Honor of Kings food stall owner). The Firefly Comic Convention will extend from the original May 1st-May 3rd to May 5th. Tickets will be on sale starting 12 PM tomorrow. We look forward to your visit."

"Oh my gosh! Is this real?!"

"Is the organizer really that awesome? Extending the convention two whole days just for Boss Wang?"

"You may doubt the authenticity of this message, but never doubt the rallying power of the outdoor boss!"

"That’s right. This time I won’t let Boss Wang slip away. Starting 11 AM tomorrow, I’m camping out for tickets. Nothing will stop me from battling this outdoor boss this time!"

"It’s time to showcase my real finger speed!"

"Judging by your comment, you clearly don’t stand a chance. It’s not just about finger speed, but also internet speed and using the titanium-alloy F5. If I snag more tickets, I’ll sell you one at double the price."

...

"Done!"

In a motel room, Zhuo Qianqian hit the enter key and finally stretched in relief.

The environment in the motel was noticeably better than the boss’s RV, but the speed at which she completed tasks couldn’t compare. How odd.

On the bed, He Lu Xue was wearing a face mask, and said in a muffled voice, "Now that you’re done, come over for a chat."

"Why?"

Zhuo Qianqian sat on the bed, rubbing her somewhat growling stomach, unable to help but miss the late-night snacks made by the boss.

He Lu Xue sat up straight, playfully hooked Zhuo Qianqian’s chin with a finger and asked, "Tell me honestly, did you have a bias because I didn’t get into the top three today?"

Zhuo Qianqian blushed and turned her chin away, mumbling but not knowing what to say.

"Are you scared that that voluptuous woman will get close to your boss?"

"Are you feeling upset?"

Zhuo Qianqian secretly glanced at He Lu Xue; with a face mask on, she really couldn’t see her expression.

She pinched her fingers together, indicating a small space: "Just a little... You won’t be mad, will you?"

He Lu Xue chuckled: "Oh, the little fool finally knows how to be protective; I’m not angry, I’m thrilled! Honestly, from today’s interactions and the stories you usually tell, your boss really seems like a great catch. He’s young, handsome, introverted, doesn’t mess around, and quite the gentleman. Best of all, he’s good at cooking and earning money quite well, the epitome of a 21st-century dream boyfriend."

Then she leaned in with a gossip-filled look: "Speaking of which, does your boss like you?"

Zhuo Qianqian’s face turned a faint shade of red, resembling a peach blossom in early spring, enticing and delicate. Her eyes revealed a mix of shyness and hesitation, as she quietly pondered her boss’s feelings towards her.

She recalled that breezy night when he carried her on his back, her long hair brushing against his cheek.

She thought of how, every night she got hungry, the boss would cook her a snack without complaint.

She remembered how, on a rainy day, he put a big bucket on her head for shelter. That was the boss’s kitchenware, and his care and maintenance of those items was almost maniacal.

Would using his kitchenware as an umbrella to stop her from catching a cold be considered... affection?

Zhuo Qianqian’s thoughts became tangled, as she gently bit her lip, turning her soft pink lips pale, unable to think of a clear answer.