Chapter 9: Treasure Artist

 

"Miss Sister, I'm here again. This time I want ten pan-fried buns and three bowls of hot pepper soup." Netizen Xiaoxiao calculated it and planned to take it back for her parents to taste.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Excuse me, we just discussed it, and now everyone can only buy four pan-fried buns and a bowl of hot and spicy soup."

"Ah, I knew I should buy a little more just now," Xiaoxiao was full of regret. "Then I will take four."

After Xiaoxiao bought hers, the next one in line is the girl in white. She hesitated and said, "Mine is just like her."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Okay, wait a minute."

The girl in white held the fried buns and hot pepper soup like a baby. The scent had already aroused her appetite, but as soon as the bun entered her mouth, she knew that the girl with a high ponytail did not lie to her.

For the first time in her life, she has eaten such delicious pan-fried buns!

She didn't care about her image. She settled a pan-fried bun with two mouthfuls. Her stomach happily rejoiced with "Gruu...Gruu" sound after just a few mouthfuls of buns and half a bowl of spicy soup.

Since her eating disorder symptoms appear, this is the happiest time she has eaten in months.2

The girl in white is a fan of Zhou Meng and a verified big Weibo account with hundreds of thousands of fans, with the account name "Lanka".

Lanka v: 【Absolutely recommended!!! Tang Qiaoqiao's pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup are so delicious that you want to cry! I have been losing my appetite for a long time, and I can't eat anything, but her pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup saved my stomach (absolutely honest, if it's an advertisement, let me vomit what I eat!)】

[T/N: The "v" behind a name means the Weibo account is verified, and it's the official account of that person.]

【Blogger, aren't you a fan of Zhou Meng? Why don't you comment on her sushi but recommend her opponent instead?】

【Why, is the sushi so terrible?】

【Sister, Zhou Meng doesn't have such a fan of eating outside. It's ugly】

【Upstairs commenter rushing to expel a fan is too funny. The blogger just commented on the food. What about that dry rice circle ass thing】

【Support the blogger. I am also on the scene and bought the fried buns and sushi. The taste is heavenly. So underrated】

【Zhou Meng's sushi also looks good, but the rice is too hard, and the meat is too greasy, and it's expensive】

...

Lanka's Weibo was quickly turned into a major forum as it involved popular actresses. Netizens from all walks of life were quarreling.

The headline "Tang Qiaoqiao's Pan-fried Buns and Hot Pepper Soup" on Weibo is quietly trending. Some netizens specially edited the clip of Tang Qiaoqiao's skillfully making pan-fried buns, and it was immediately turned into a hot spot.

Many diners who were recording the scene also read the news on the Internet. When they saw what the customers of Tang Qiaoqiao were eating on the headline, so many people began to move.

It didn't take long for the three teams on the scene to undergo earth-shaking changes. There was a long queue on Tang Qiaoqiao's side.

When they learned that Tang Qiaoqiao has to limit their purchases, the people at the back were anxious for fear that they would run out before their turn.

"Don't worry, the people behind. Everyone will have them."

Wei Yiqi shouted and was busy arranging dishes for the customers, while Tang Qiaoqiao quickly continued to fold buns. As soon as one pot was sold out, the new one would be finished cooking.

Seeing this situation, the director team didn't care about the rest. The cameraman not only shot Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi but also interviewed a few diners randomly, planning to edit it into the published broadcast.

Zhou Meng saw that there were fewer and fewer people in line at her window, but only one-third of her sushi was sold. Her expression suddenly turned bad.

Hu Miao was even simply run out to check the enemy's situation by himself. He was curious, is it so delicious? If it weren't for afraid that Zhou Meng will be upset, he would also like to buy a few and try them.

Zhou Meng smiled at Hu Miao and said, "You take care of it. I'll go to the bathroom."

As soon as she got to the bathroom, she took out her mobile phone and called her agent.

"What's the matter? Didn't I ask you to inform the fans that they must come today?"

Agent: "I have already passed the news in the fan club, including the time and place. Many fans said that they would definitely come to join us."

"Where are those people?"

The agent explained, "The fans must have gone there, but the street is relatively busy, and there are many passersby shopping. We can't control it."

"Don't talk nonsense. Go and find me some fans."

Zhou Meng was angry. She was unwilling to lose to that soil bun in this situation where she would have won easily.

In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao had nothing to do with her, so she never paid attention to her. But she did not expect to learn from her best friend, Tang Rou, that this 18th line artist was the daughter of the so-called distant relative who the Tang family recently adopted.1

However, Tang Qiaoqiao was not only not grateful for the kindness of the Tang family but also restlessly envied Tang Rou. She even coveting her sister's boyfriend. She is really despicable and shameless.

She doesn't know if the agent's arrangement is in place, but Zhou Meng's side didn't get better. Instead, Tang Qiaoqiao had more and more customers. The queue has snaked around the corner.

"Girl, I want four fried buns and two bowls of spicy soup."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the uncle who lent her a tricycle.

"Uncle, you are here."

"I came and have a look."

"Oh, this is your grandson." The uncle is holding a two or three-year-old chubby baby in his hand. The baby has a shaved head and is fat and round. He stared straight at Tang Qiaoqiao and said with his cute voice, "Pretty sister, I want to eat a bun."

'Pretty sister!'

Tang Qiaoqiao was hit in an instant. The corners of her mouth raised high. "Pretty sister will pack it for you."

Tang Qiaoqiao gave the uncle eight pan-fried buns and said that they would not charge him any money. The money was paid by renting the tricycle.

The uncle left with his grandson contentedly.

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a trace of aura pouring into her body from all directions. What is going on? The world's Taoism is declining, and the spiritual aura is thin. Where did these auras come from?

She looked at the auras floating in the air and found that they came from the customers.

They ate the food she made, praised and loved her from their hearts. Then it turned them into spiritual energy, and it returned to her.

This was a great surprise. Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt full of enthusiasm all over her body and felt that she could fold 500 more buns.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the restaurant was closed. Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi calculated their income.

She contentedly said, "Six pots of pan-fried buns, nearly 500 buns were sold, plus two big pots of hot pepper soup. The total income is 3,258, deducting the cost, we earned 2,258."

Wei Yiqi has stood for a whole day. He was tired and almost unable to straighten his waist. Tang Qiaoqiao clearly has a bigger workload than him, but she is getting more and more energetic, which is weird.

The director assembled the three groups and announced the final result.

"First, Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke had a total income of 1,020. They only spent 480 in costs, so the net income was 540."

"Next is Zhou Meng and Hu Miao, who spent 1,000 yuan. They earned 1,975, so net income is 975 yuan."

"Finally. Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi had a total income of 3,258, and a net income of 2,258, so the winners of this period are Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi."

"Yeah!" Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi happily slapped their palms together.

Several other people congratulated them symbolically, but Zhou Meng only clapped twice without a smile.

Director: "All the money we earn today will be donated to poor mountainous areas to help out-of-school girls to study. The winner of this time will get an advantage in the next recording."

【The Tang Wei combination is great. Counterattack all the way to the big winner】

【Fuck, the CP names are all out】

【I still have the aftertaste of the pan-fried buns. It's so delicious】

【Tang Qiaoqiao's fried buns are only 5 yuan a piece. The milk tea is 15, and Zhou Meng's sushi is not less than 20, so Tang Qiaoqiao has a crushing victory】

【Popularity is fart. Only delicious food is recognized】

【I have paid attention to Qiaoqiao. Instinctively she is a treasured artist. She is cute and capable】

When Tang Qiaoqiao returned to the villa, it was already eleven o'clock. She estimated that Shen Yue was already asleep, so she went to her room to wash and lay down.

---

"Ah!"

Early the next morning, a scream came from the first floor of the villa.

Aunt Wang was taken aback. When she was wondering what had happened, Tang Qiaoqiao opened the door and rushed out of her room, holding her mobile phone high to show it to her.

"Aunt Wang, my fans have risen to 200,000." When she woke up, she found her phone vibrating constantly. She thought it was another serial killer call from Brother Qian, but she didn't expect it to be notifications from Weibo.

Is it because she complained that she had few fans on the show yesterday, so Brother Qian found his conscience and bought her fans?

She also asked Brother Qian specifically, but Brother Qian told her that none of the fans were bought by the company. They were all real fans after the live broadcast ended yesterday.

Brother Qian could not be more satisfied with her performance. He only intended Tang Qiaoqiao to show her face in the show to get some enthusiasm. Unexpectedly, his artist still hides such a great talent. He really got the wrong direction before.

Brother Qian granted her a day off and let her take a good rest.

Aunt Wang is happy for her.

Tang Qiaoqiao jumped to the second floor. She slammed her brakes at Shen Yue's door and knocked on the door three times. "Shen Yue, are you awake? I'm coming in."

Shen Yue woke up a long time ago and heard the movements from downstairs.

Tang Qiaoqiao was wearing bright yellow bunny pajamas, and she hasn't comb her hair. Her head is in a mess, with a stubborn strand of hair on her forehead stubbornly curled up.

But Tang Qiaoqiao's eyes were bright. "My Weibo fans have risen to 200,000, and they also said that I am cute."

Shen Yue glanced at her and said, "Why, do you want me to compliment you too?"

Chapter 9: Treasure Artist

 

"Miss Sister, I'm here again. This time I want ten pan-fried buns and three bowls of hot pepper soup." Netizen Xiaoxiao calculated it and planned to take it back for her parents to taste.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Excuse me, we just discussed it, and now everyone can only buy four pan-fried buns and a bowl of hot and spicy soup."

"Ah, I knew I should buy a little more just now," Xiaoxiao was full of regret. "Then I will take four."

After Xiaoxiao bought hers, the next one in line is the girl in white. She hesitated and said, "Mine is just like her."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Okay, wait a minute."

The girl in white held the fried buns and hot pepper soup like a baby. The scent had already aroused her appetite, but as soon as the bun entered her mouth, she knew that the girl with a high ponytail did not lie to her.

For the first time in her life, she has eaten such delicious pan-fried buns!

She didn't care about her image. She settled a pan-fried bun with two mouthfuls. Her stomach happily rejoiced with "Gruu...Gruu" sound after just a few mouthfuls of buns and half a bowl of spicy soup.

Since her eating disorder symptoms appear, this is the happiest time she has eaten in months.2

The girl in white is a fan of Zhou Meng and a verified big Weibo account with hundreds of thousands of fans, with the account name "Lanka".

Lanka v: 【Absolutely recommended!!! Tang Qiaoqiao's pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup are so delicious that you want to cry! I have been losing my appetite for a long time, and I can't eat anything, but her pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup saved my stomach (absolutely honest, if it's an advertisement, let me vomit what I eat!)】

[T/N: The "v" behind a name means the Weibo account is verified, and it's the official account of that person.]

【Blogger, aren't you a fan of Zhou Meng? Why don't you comment on her sushi but recommend her opponent instead?】

【Why, is the sushi so terrible?】

【Sister, Zhou Meng doesn't have such a fan of eating outside. It's ugly】

【Upstairs commenter rushing to expel a fan is too funny. The blogger just commented on the food. What about that dry rice circle ass thing】

【Support the blogger. I am also on the scene and bought the fried buns and sushi. The taste is heavenly. So underrated】

【Zhou Meng's sushi also looks good, but the rice is too hard, and the meat is too greasy, and it's expensive】

...

Lanka's Weibo was quickly turned into a major forum as it involved popular actresses. Netizens from all walks of life were quarreling.

The headline "Tang Qiaoqiao's Pan-fried Buns and Hot Pepper Soup" on Weibo is quietly trending. Some netizens specially edited the clip of Tang Qiaoqiao's skillfully making pan-fried buns, and it was immediately turned into a hot spot.

Many diners who were recording the scene also read the news on the Internet. When they saw what the customers of Tang Qiaoqiao were eating on the headline, so many people began to move.

It didn't take long for the three teams on the scene to undergo earth-shaking changes. There was a long queue on Tang Qiaoqiao's side.

When they learned that Tang Qiaoqiao has to limit their purchases, the people at the back were anxious for fear that they would run out before their turn.

"Don't worry, the people behind. Everyone will have them."

Wei Yiqi shouted and was busy arranging dishes for the customers, while Tang Qiaoqiao quickly continued to fold buns. As soon as one pot was sold out, the new one would be finished cooking.

Seeing this situation, the director team didn't care about the rest. The cameraman not only shot Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi but also interviewed a few diners randomly, planning to edit it into the published broadcast.

Zhou Meng saw that there were fewer and fewer people in line at her window, but only one-third of her sushi was sold. Her expression suddenly turned bad.

Hu Miao was even simply run out to check the enemy's situation by himself. He was curious, is it so delicious? If it weren't for afraid that Zhou Meng will be upset, he would also like to buy a few and try them.

Zhou Meng smiled at Hu Miao and said, "You take care of it. I'll go to the bathroom."

As soon as she got to the bathroom, she took out her mobile phone and called her agent.

"What's the matter? Didn't I ask you to inform the fans that they must come today?"

Agent: "I have already passed the news in the fan club, including the time and place. Many fans said that they would definitely come to join us."

"Where are those people?"

The agent explained, "The fans must have gone there, but the street is relatively busy, and there are many passersby shopping. We can't control it."

"Don't talk nonsense. Go and find me some fans."

Zhou Meng was angry. She was unwilling to lose to that soil bun in this situation where she would have won easily.

In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao had nothing to do with her, so she never paid attention to her. But she did not expect to learn from her best friend, Tang Rou, that this 18th line artist was the daughter of the so-called distant relative who the Tang family recently adopted.1

However, Tang Qiaoqiao was not only not grateful for the kindness of the Tang family but also restlessly envied Tang Rou. She even coveting her sister's boyfriend. She is really despicable and shameless.

She doesn't know if the agent's arrangement is in place, but Zhou Meng's side didn't get better. Instead, Tang Qiaoqiao had more and more customers. The queue has snaked around the corner.

"Girl, I want four fried buns and two bowls of spicy soup."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the uncle who lent her a tricycle.

"Uncle, you are here."

"I came and have a look."

"Oh, this is your grandson." The uncle is holding a two or three-year-old chubby baby in his hand. The baby has a shaved head and is fat and round. He stared straight at Tang Qiaoqiao and said with his cute voice, "Pretty sister, I want to eat a bun."

'Pretty sister!'

Tang Qiaoqiao was hit in an instant. The corners of her mouth raised high. "Pretty sister will pack it for you."

Tang Qiaoqiao gave the uncle eight pan-fried buns and said that they would not charge him any money. The money was paid by renting the tricycle.

The uncle left with his grandson contentedly.

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a trace of aura pouring into her body from all directions. What is going on? The world's Taoism is declining, and the spiritual aura is thin. Where did these auras come from?

She looked at the auras floating in the air and found that they came from the customers.

They ate the food she made, praised and loved her from their hearts. Then it turned them into spiritual energy, and it returned to her.

This was a great surprise. Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt full of enthusiasm all over her body and felt that she could fold 500 more buns.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the restaurant was closed. Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi calculated their income.

She contentedly said, "Six pots of pan-fried buns, nearly 500 buns were sold, plus two big pots of hot pepper soup. The total income is 3,258, deducting the cost, we earned 2,258."

Wei Yiqi has stood for a whole day. He was tired and almost unable to straighten his waist. Tang Qiaoqiao clearly has a bigger workload than him, but she is getting more and more energetic, which is weird.

The director assembled the three groups and announced the final result.

"First, Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke had a total income of 1,020. They only spent 480 in costs, so the net income was 540."

"Next is Zhou Meng and Hu Miao, who spent 1,000 yuan. They earned 1,975, so net income is 975 yuan."

"Finally. Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi had a total income of 3,258, and a net income of 2,258, so the winners of this period are Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi."

"Yeah!" Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi happily slapped their palms together.

Several other people congratulated them symbolically, but Zhou Meng only clapped twice without a smile.

Director: "All the money we earn today will be donated to poor mountainous areas to help out-of-school girls to study. The winner of this time will get an advantage in the next recording."

【The Tang Wei combination is great. Counterattack all the way to the big winner】

【Fuck, the CP names are all out】

【I still have the aftertaste of the pan-fried buns. It's so delicious】

【Tang Qiaoqiao's fried buns are only 5 yuan a piece. The milk tea is 15, and Zhou Meng's sushi is not less than 20, so Tang Qiaoqiao has a crushing victory】

【Popularity is fart. Only delicious food is recognized】

【I have paid attention to Qiaoqiao. Instinctively she is a treasured artist. She is cute and capable】

When Tang Qiaoqiao returned to the villa, it was already eleven o'clock. She estimated that Shen Yue was already asleep, so she went to her room to wash and lay down.

---

"Ah!"

Early the next morning, a scream came from the first floor of the villa.

Aunt Wang was taken aback. When she was wondering what had happened, Tang Qiaoqiao opened the door and rushed out of her room, holding her mobile phone high to show it to her.

"Aunt Wang, my fans have risen to 200,000." When she woke up, she found her phone vibrating constantly. She thought it was another serial killer call from Brother Qian, but she didn't expect it to be notifications from Weibo.

Is it because she complained that she had few fans on the show yesterday, so Brother Qian found his conscience and bought her fans?

She also asked Brother Qian specifically, but Brother Qian told her that none of the fans were bought by the company. They were all real fans after the live broadcast ended yesterday.

Brother Qian could not be more satisfied with her performance. He only intended Tang Qiaoqiao to show her face in the show to get some enthusiasm. Unexpectedly, his artist still hides such a great talent. He really got the wrong direction before.

Brother Qian granted her a day off and let her take a good rest.

Aunt Wang is happy for her.

Tang Qiaoqiao jumped to the second floor. She slammed her brakes at Shen Yue's door and knocked on the door three times. "Shen Yue, are you awake? I'm coming in."

Shen Yue woke up a long time ago and heard the movements from downstairs.

Tang Qiaoqiao was wearing bright yellow bunny pajamas, and she hasn't comb her hair. Her head is in a mess, with a stubborn strand of hair on her forehead stubbornly curled up.

But Tang Qiaoqiao's eyes were bright. "My Weibo fans have risen to 200,000, and they also said that I am cute."

Shen Yue glanced at her and said, "Why, do you want me to compliment you too?"