"Thank you so much for your help," the middle-aged man said hurriedly. "I feel so bad. I haven’t called your terminal in years, and the first ti I do, it’s to ask for a favor..."
"Don’t worry about it. We’ll always be n of the Third Army!"
"If you ever need anything in the future, you can always co to !"
"Thank you!"
After ending the call, the tofu shop owner tapped into his own shop’s page. Thankfully, back when he sold soybeans, business was slow—only twenty-sothing custors. Otherwise, with more people, finding her would have been like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He found the chat window, forwarded the ssage from Little Qing, polished it a bit, and sent it to Jiang Qiuqiu.
He watched the chat window for ten minutes. Just as he’d expected, there was no reply.
He took a screenshot of the situation and sent it to his old comrade-in-arms.
The hopeful atmosphere that had filled the Star Sky Rescue Center dissipated.
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「The next day.」
Jiang Qiuqiu actually had a very regular schedule for logging into the Taotao Fresh app. She would usually browse the app right after finishing a stream to decide what to eat for her next one.
But last night, her mind was buzzing, so she watched a movie. Jiang Qiuqiu ended up going to bed quite late and didn’t check Taotao Fresh.
Just as the tofu shop owner had ntioned, the sellers on the app did love to send out ads. Normally, since Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t buy tofu, she wouldn’t have looked at the private ssage he sent.
However, Taotao Fresh had a red dot notification system. If you didn’t view the ssages marked with a red dot, the dot would never go away.
Jiang Qiuqiu couldn’t stand the sight of those red dots. Every ti one appeared, she had to click on it to make it disappear. For sellers who sent way too many promotional ssages, she would just delete them to keep her inbox quiet.
Today was no different. While clearing her daily red dots, Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly noticed a ssage from the tofu shop owner.
Curious, she tapped on it to take a look.
—Juju, are you there? I’m forwarding a ssage from a comrade-in-arms of mine. He works at the rescue center, and they said you’ve donated food there before... One of the staff mbers ate your food and has never forgotten it. He’s now in the final monts of his life and would love to eat your cooking just one more ti.
—I know sending you a private ssage like this is a bit forward, but I still wanted to let you know.
’Star Sky Rescue Center?’
The na jogged a mory for Jiang Qiuqiu. She had indeed gone there with her robotic butler to deliver a al.
’Soone ate the food I donated? And now, in their final monts, they want to eat it again?’
...
Jiang Qiuqiu first exited the chat window. She went to her usual Gugu Beast vendor to buy a rack of ribs and so seasonings, then soaked the dried bamboo shoots she would need for that evening. Once she had finished all the preparations for tonight’s PK, she leaned back on the soft living room sofa and opened her chat with the tofu shop owner again.
Her eyes focused on that part of the ssage.
’A comrade-in-arms... had never forgotten her cooking... his final monts... a last wish to eat it one more ti.’
’Normally, I should refuse these kinds of requests.’
’I don’t have just one fan; I have tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even more. If I give one person special treatnt and word gets out, it will make things very difficult for down the line.’
’Satisfying one person but not another would be playing favorites.’
But—
’A comrade-in-arms.’
’Was he a soldier?’
’To have never forgotten my food after just one taste, to have kept thinking about it... he must be a diner who truly appreciated my cooking.’
’Besides, it’s a place I’ve been to before. Going again wouldn’t be that big of a deal.’
After a mont of thought, Jiang Qiuqiu replied to the tofu shop owner.
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