103l: Am I the only one who thinks the OP might be a shill for this restaurant, specifically coming to the campus forum to advertise? The pan-fried buns do taste pretty good, but do buns worthy of such high praise really exist? Don’t end up scamming our schoolmates!
104l: Whoa, seriously? Now that you ntion it, it does seem a bit like they’re getting paid for advertising, especially with such exaggerated descriptions.
105l: Only words, no photos, it’s really hard to believe!
106l: What difference do photos make? With photo editing software these days, you can easily make enticing pictures. Aren’t those photos on delivery apps all just tricks?
Reading these provocative comnts, her anger flared up fiercely.
If this can be tolerated, what cannot be?
You can doubt her ability, but you cannot doubt her character.
She won’t make a loaf but she will save face.
She must show them what the world’s best pan-fried buns taste like!
She tapped on her phone lightly and clapped back.
107l: I’m the OP, just because you haven’t tried them doesn’t an that no one in the world can make such delicious pan-fried buns. I firmly believe that the innocent will be proven innocent, but this ti, I must prove myself and make certain average folks eat their words! OP hereby declares that today I’ll be heading to West City Old Street to check in at this restaurant, and I’ll live stream it in this post, welcoming all fellow students to tune in.
This comnt imdiately triggered a wave of responses.
108l: Wow! OP is going to live stream to prove themselves, waiting to see OP shut them up.
109l: Hang in there, OP. If it’s really as delicious as you say, I’ll definitely bring my buddies to support the restaurant.
110l: Thanks, OP, for being our taste tester, you’re our little darling!
111l: 1, I’m just gonna park my butt here and wait.
112l: Lending an ear.
113l: Keeping an eye.
114l: Lending a mouth.
115l: Gracefully parking my bum.
...
666l: ID card all digits.
"Ah!"
Cai Jiajia looked at these comnts and sighed speechlessly.
"Jiajia, why are you sighing early in the morning! Do you still feel blocked up inside, uncomfortable?"
Xu iqi ca out of the bathroom after washing up and heard Cai Jiajia’s sigh, thinking she still hadn’t moved on from the breakup, she kindly consoled her: "Let tell you, you must not be sad over such a jerk, it’s not worth it."
Hearing this, Jiajia peeked out her head, smiled, and said, "Don’t worry, he’s in the past, I won’t lose any sleep over him."
"If that’s the case, then why are you sighing early in the morning?"
"I’m sighing because of their unfounded comnts..."
Cai Jiajia showed Xu iqi her phone.
You don’t know until you see it.
Once she saw it, Xu iqi was also infuriated.
"These people really have too much free ti, just roaming around spouting nonsense and blindly following trends."
She knew what kind of person Cai Jiajia was, so she strongly supported her.
And felt it right to clap back.
Such average folks shouldn’t be indulged.
"iqi, we both don’t have classes this morning, how about we go to West City Old Street for lunch?"
"No problem! Then you can do a live stream to shut them up."
While they were chatting, the post already floated to the top of the campus forum.
It beca a hot post!
...
anwhile, Huang Tao was still blissfully unaware that his pan-fried buns had already stirred up a heated discussion on Lijiang University’s campus forum.
He was still happy about closing early!
This morning’s 700 pan-fried buns and 300 bowls of preserved egg and lean pork congee sold out even earlier than yesterday.
As business was steadily picking up, Huang Tao also relaxed a bit.
Though the store was busy, it was a happy kind of busy.
He glanced at the pig’s feet in the stainless steel pot, thinking his revenue would surely be boosted further.
He checked the system’s tasks.
[System side mission: The host must sell 3000 pan-fried buns within one week, progress 2532/3000.]
[System mission: The host must sell 3000 bowls of preserved egg and lean pork congee within 5 days, progress 800/3000]
At this rate, barring any unexpected developnts, he would complete the "sell 3000 pan-fried buns within a week" task tonight.
As for the "sell 3000 bowls of preserved egg and lean pork congee within 5 days" task, it’s only a matter of ti.
The current point balance had also beco 12153.
"Not bad,"
"Ring ring ring..."
He picked up his phone and took a look.
It was his mom, Song Cailian, calling.
Once connected, his mother’s warm voice ca through: "Son, has little Xuanxuan gone to school?"
Indeed, there’s no love like grandparental love!
Right off the bat, asking about the family darling.
Already accustod to it, Huang Tao chuckled: "Mom, Xuanxuan went to school, she went with her horoom teacher Ye this morning."
In the morning, when Ye Wen ca to the store to buy pan-fried buns, she noticed how busy Huang Tao was, not able to spare a mont.
So she offered to take Xuanxuan to school with her.
Sparing him the trouble of making the trip back and forth.
Xuanxuan was all for it when she heard the suggestion.
As her dad, what could he say? Naturally, he was all for it.
Of course, he also expressed his gratitude to teacher Ye Wen.
Song Cailian thought he was strapped for money, busy working and not having ti to drop off and pick up Xuanxuan!
"Son, don’t feel pressured, if you’re short on cash, just tell your dad and , all the money we saved up will eventually be yours anyway."
She thought for a mont: "I’ll have your dad send you 20,000 later, now that Xuanxuan is going to school, don’t be stingy, spend when you need to."
This 20,000 yuan, they must have saved from their wages over several months.
Such parents!
Would rather scrimp and save themselves, even live a bit rougher, just to make sure their child lives better.
Truly, only parents are the most generous to themselves in this world.
Now that Huang Tao is making over ten thousand yuan a day, he naturally doesn’t need his parents’ support.
"Mom, you don’t need to worry about . I’m not short of money now, so there’s no need for Dad to transfer money to ."
Song Cailian sighed.
She felt that Huang Tao was trying to comfort her!
Since he was a child, Huang Tao has been very independent and doesn’t like to bother others.
This makes people relieved yet heartbroken!
"You child, always reporting the good news and keeping the bad news, just stop talking, and I’ll have your dad transfer the money to you in a mont."
Oh!
He’s telling the whole truth, so why doesn’t she believe it?
He smiled helplessly, thinking that if he didn’t co clean, he’d likely receive 20,000 yuan after his mom hangs up the phone.
Forget it, forget it!
Now that the restaurant is on track, it’s ti to co clean.
"Mom, I have sothing to tell you. I’ve opened a restaurant over here on West City Old Street, and it just opened yesterday."
"Open a restaurant? Do you have the funds?"
Her son wanted to start a business, and of course, she would fully support him.
She was wondering if her savings were enough.
If not, she’d humble herself and borrow so from friends and relatives.
"Just a small shop, the cost isn’t high. It made over ten thousand yesterday and profited five thousand!"
He told her the truth: "So in terms of money, you don’t need to worry. I can manage it myself."
As soon as he said this, there was imdiate silence on the other end of the line.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Four seconds...
After a dozen or so seconds, Song Cailian’s excited voice ca through the phone.
"Over ten thousand a day? Just opened yesterday?"
Her surprised voice was a bit loud, and her old colleagues and sisters in the office heard these key words too.
Who made over ten thousand a day?
Who just opened?
Every one of them gathered around Song Cailian, straining their ears to listen!
Huang Tao, upon hearing his mom’s volu, could imagine her expression.
Surely surprised and delighted!
He smiled knowingly, affirming, "Mom, that’s the situation."
"Old Song, is that a call from your son?"
The old sisters next to Song Cailian anxiously asked.
They just wanted to know what exactly was happening.
Song Cailian didn’t have ti for her old friends, pressing on with questions, "Son, what are you selling?"
"Pan-fried buns and lean at porridge with preserved egg."
"How much can you sell in a day?"
"About 2,000 pan-fried buns, 500 bowls of lean at porridge with preserved egg in two als yesterday."
"That much?"
"Is it a lot? It’s okay!"
"What about in the morning?"
"700 pan-fried buns, 300 bowls of lean at porridge with preserved egg."
Song Cailian was speechless.
A new shop that’s been open for only a day can sell 2,000 pan-fried buns, and 500 bowls of lean at porridge with preserved egg in one day.
This sales volu is just... terrifying!
Huang Tao didn’t hold back: "The beef-filled pan-fried buns are 4 yuan each, the others 3 yuan each, the lean at porridge with preserved egg is 8 yuan per bowl. Adding so drinks and beverages, yesterday’s turnover was about 12,000 yuan. After deducting the cost of ingredients and rent, the net profit was about 5,000."
Net profit of 5,000!
That’s 150,000 a month!
On the other end, Song Cailian’s eyelids twitched wildly.
Her quarterly salary barely matched her son’s restaurant’s daily net profit!
Hiss!
So terrifying!
She was utterly bewildered by her son’s explosive news early in the morning.
She needed so ti to digest it...
In a daze, she chatted with Huang Tao for a bit, telling him "she’d visit him and Xuanxuan in so ti" before hanging up.
In addition to her surprise, she accepted the fact that her son had opened a restaurant.
Despite her shock, she accepted her son’s daily inco exceeding ten thousand yuan.
The old sisters, seeing her hang up, curiously asked, "Cailian, your son opened a restaurant and makes over ten thousand a day?"
They overheard a few key pieces of information and deduced that it was likely that Song Cailian’s son had beco a restaurant owner.
Seeing her friends’ curious expressions, she couldn’t help but smugly boast.
"Yeah! My son’s a boss now. His restaurant just opened yesterday and sold 2,000 pan-fried buns, 500 bowls of lean at porridge with preserved egg, with a daily turnover of about 12,000~"
"My son now nets 5,000 a day~"
"..."
Song Cailian couldn’t stop boasting in front of her old friends.
They used to always brag about how promising their children were in front of her.
Now she finally had sothing to boast about!
Her friends listened with envy.
Their children earn 20,000 a month, but compared to Song Cailian’s son, who earns 5,000 a day...
They just couldn’t compare!
"Old Song, your son is amazing! The restaurant’s business so booming, you’re just going to enjoy life from now on."
"Old Song, you’re so lucky to have such a promising son..."
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