Chapter 236

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Over here, Grandpa Qin and Zhao Jian Hua were still fighting to buy the remaining tea leaves from Lu Feng.

"Xiao Lu, don't use this tea for tea eggs, it's too much of a waste! Sell the rest to me, I'll take it back and brew it slowly; that's much better than you using it to boil eggs."

Zhao Jian Hua looked anxious, shouting loudly at Lu Feng over by the Kitchen.

"Lao Zhao, why do you always have to fight me for good stuff? Xiao Lu, sell the tea to me!"

Grandpa Qin looked at Zhao Jian Hua with dissatisfaction, not yielding an inch.

"Who's fighting you? Old Qin, I was the one who said I wanted to buy the tea first!"

Zhao Jian Hua stiffened his neck, glaring at Grandpa Qin with a defiant expression.

"You heartless thing, did you forget that I was the one who brought you all to Xiao Lu's place in the first place!"

Grandpa Qin's eyes also widened, speaking angrily.

The two of them traded words back and forth, neither giving way to the other.

As their argument continued, the price kept rising.

The surrounding diners were now stunned watching this.

Just now these two old grandpas were arguing until their faces were red and necks thick over the tea egg matter.

Now they were fighting again to buy the remaining tea leaves.

Zhao Zhenhui at the side stroked his chin, his eyes also showing a bit of temptation.

He was also very interested in this Qimen Tribute Tea, and couldn't help but want to join in the bidding.

However, before Zhao Zhenhui could join the bidding ranks, Lu Feng at the Kitchen Door spoke up.

"Sorry, I'm not selling tea leaves."

Facing their bids, Lu Feng's face showed not the slightest ripple, smiling as he shook his head.

This Qimen Tribute Tea wasn't that expensive when he bought it from the System Mall; if he resold it, he would indeed make a tidy profit.

But the System had explicitly stipulated from the start that ingredients from the System Mall cannot be sold directly.

Moreover, right now he just wants to do a good job as a Chef.

If he just relied on reselling ingredients from the System Mall, what would he become?

A scalper?

"Hey! You kid, how can you be so disobedient? Such good black tea, making tea eggs is really a waste!"

Grandpa Qin heard this and immediately got anxious again.

He had entrusted someone to buy this Qimen Tribute Tea last year, but had never been able to get it.

Now watching helplessly as the good tea was used by Lu Feng to make tea eggs, and unable to buy even the remainder, it was impossible to describe how pained he felt.

"Grandpa Qin, I really don't sell tea leaves."

Lu Feng sighed helplessly, persuading earnestly: "This is a Restaurant, not a tea shop, and my tea really isn't wasted. You sit down and taste the tea egg flavor first, and you'll know."

"Old Qin, forget it, I see Xiao Lu really doesn't plan to sell."

Zhao Jian Hua at the side, having barely calmed his mood, saw Grandpa Qin still looking unwilling to give up, patted Grandpa Qin's shoulder and started persuading him.

"Right, Old Qin, you taste the tea egg first; maybe Xiao Lu is right, perhaps tea boiled with eggs is really better than you brewing it to drink?"

Liu Zhen Guo at the side saw this and also joined in persuading.

"Ai! Forget it, forget it..."

Grandpa Qin sighed heavily, sitting down somewhat powerlessly.

But in his heart he still felt pained.

Because this top-grade Qimen Black Tea has always been very hard to buy.

The origin's annual output is originally extremely scarce, and before picking season it's already fully pre-ordered.

On the market, no matter how much money you spend, it's very hard to buy.

Watching Grandpa Qin and them heaving long sighs, Lu Feng silently returned to the Kitchen.

This farce ended, and the Hall returned to its normal rhythm.

Zhang Chao, who had witnessed the whole process, gaped in surprise.

The Mobile Phone in his hand was still held up, and the Live Stream Room's bullet comments kept popping out.

The Live Stream Room right now was even more lively than when they just saw the tea egg price earlier.

"This... isn't this too surreal? This couldn't be a play staged by the Boss and the streamer in cahoots, right?"

A longtime fan who often sends gifts to Zhang Chao posted a comment carrying doubt.

This kind of situation is not uncommon on Short Video Platforms nowadays, so someone questioning it is very normal.

As soon as this comment was posted, people immediately chimed in agreement.

"I think it looks like it too; streamers nowadays have so many tricks for traffic!"

"Exactly! This is a script, right? Hire a few Extras to stage a conflict for attention, this routine is too common!"

But there were also quite a few people in the Live Stream Room who didn't agree with this.

"Don't talk nonsense, that old grandpa doesn't look like he's acting at all!"

"Didn't you see how anxious that old grandpa was just now? His voice even cracked; if that's acted, those Acting Skills could win an award!"

The comments on the bullet screen split into two camps for a moment, both sides arguing around the question of whether what just happened was a pre-arranged script.

Some people thought this was a scripted act, while others felt it wasn't.

At this moment, the sentiment in the live stream room's bullet comments also shifted; the previous comments questioning the price were gone.

There were still quite a few people in the live stream room who directly @ed Zhang Chao: "Chao Ge, tell the truth, is this a script or not? Don't fool us!"

Facing the dispute in the live stream room, Zhang Chao spoke quite frankly: "Brothers, I, Zhang Chao, swear a poisonous oath, there was absolutely no arranged script; the Boss didn't even know I was coming to his shop to livestream today."

He paused, then continued with some curiosity: "Actually, it's normal for you to suspect a script; I also want to know if this is real. I'll find someone to ask."

After speaking, he looked at the diner standing at the front of the queue.

That diner was currently looking expectantly at the counter ahead, muttering something softly under his breath.

Zhang Chao walked up, lightly patted his shoulder, and asked quietly: "Uncle, let me ask you something; were those few people just now... plants hired by the shop?"

"What? Plants?"

That diner turned his head, and his brows instantly furrowed.

He looked Zhang Chao up and down, as if looking at an idiot, and said in a tone full of disdain: "Young man, don't you know how to speak? That old grandpa is a regular here; he comes to the shop to eat almost every day. Ask anyone at random and they'll know. What plants?"

Then he pointed toward the kitchen and continued: "Boss Lu's shop business is doing great; would they need to pull that kind of stunt? Didn't you see so many people queuing? If the food here wasn't delicious, who would be willing to queue this long?"

These words clearly reached the live stream room; although Zhang Chao didn't film that diner's face.

But that tone carried impatience and defensiveness; this couldn't deceive the fans in the live stream room.

In the live stream room, those comments suspecting a script were also gradually suppressed.

Zhang Chao faced the screen and said with a smile: "Everyone just heard it; perhaps some brothers in the live stream room still don't believe it. In a bit, I'll buy a portion of Tea Egg to taste, and these fans I brought today can also serve as witnesses. We'll talk while eating later; at that time, whether it's real or fake, one taste will tell."