Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH108

Chapter 108

As a professional team hired to do a job, they understood the priorities and urgencies clearly.

It was just roast duck—once they received their payment, they could buy as much roast duck as they wanted. Even the most expensive roast duck from Bamboo Garden, they could afford two whole ducks.

There was no way they would be tempted by such street food.

“Mr. Ye, whatever you’re trying to do, I advise you to stop now,” No. 1 sneered, “It’s all a waste of effort!”

As Ye Qingquan inhaled the familiar aroma, his eyes flickered.

Could it be that Lanlan’s plan was—

Ye Qingquan’s expression became more inscrutable.

But contrary to his mysterious look, two lines of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth…

“…”

“But I have to admit, this roast duck really does smell good.”

“So what if it smells good? This kind of street food stall is nothing to us. It’s all about technology and hard work. Of course, we’d be tempted!” one of the men snickered.

“Brothers, hurry up! Once we take the young madam and young master back to the Huo family, Young Master Huo will reward us generously. You really think we can’t get a bite to eat?”

“Right!”

Despite the firm words, the black-clad men were clearly beginning to waver. As the aroma of the roast duck grew stronger, their resolute expressions started to falter.

It smells so good…

The roast duck’s oil and fruity wood smoke mixed together, making their mouths water.

In their minds, they involuntarily imagined the following scene:

On an ordinary street, a tricycle with a roasting oven held over twenty roast ducks. The ducks rotated in the oven, their skin shiny and plump, dripping oil.

The vendor, wearing an apron, skillfully packed the roast ducks, handing them to customers coming and going. It would be such happiness to take a hot, freshly roasted duck from the vendor’s hands…

This was the kind of fantasy one would have before starving to death on a muscle-building diet.

As black-clad men, to maintain their tall and muscular builds, everyone in the group adhered to strict exercise and dietary plans. Although their daily menu of boiled chicken breasts and salad was nutritionally balanced, it was hard to deny—it wasn’t tasty!

Even ordinary people who had enough to eat couldn’t resist the temptation of Little Blue’s roast duck.

Let alone these black-clad men who had been eating boiled chicken breasts every day!

For instance, Black-clad Man No. 5, who was originally looking for someone in the bathroom, suddenly fell into the sink, waving his hands and shouting, “Stop tempting me! I won’t fall for it… Ahhhh…”

And then there was Black-clad Man No. 10, who was searching in the study. He pulled open every drawer and cabinet to see if someone was hiding inside. But soon, he became dazed and, unable to resist, grabbed a copy of “The Art of War” and started chewing on it. “It’s just roast duck. It’s nothing. It’s dry… But I have to eat it!”

The pages of the book were chewed up, paper flying everywhere.

Other colleagues: “…”

Another one’s gone crazy.

However, no matter how they searched, the black-clad men still couldn’t find the three-year-old child anywhere.

The child was small and could be hidden anywhere, so they didn’t overlook any possible hiding spots. But because the hallway leading to the backyard was somewhat secluded, no one had thought to search there.

After searching for so long, they still hadn’t found anything!

When Ye Qingquan rented the apartment, he had spent a lot of money to give Lanlan enough space to play. While the apartment wasn’t in a central location, it was spacious—almost like a small villa with a yard and two floors.

This made it even harder for the black-clad men to conduct a thorough search.

Especially with the scent of the roast duck lingering in the air.

Soon, the black-clad men grew impatient, even feeling hungry.

All they wanted was to finish the mission quickly and go to a roast duck shop to order a dozen ducks to satisfy their cravings!

So, one by one, the tall black-clad men grit their teeth and called out in high-pitched voices:

“Baby, where are you? Don’t play hide and seek with the uncles anymore. Come out now~”

“That’s right! We’re good people, we won’t hurt you.”

“Baby, the uncles are taking you to a big house to enjoy life. Come out now, and we’ll grant any wish you have…”

However, the baby seemed unimpressed by their words.

Just as the black-clad men were ransacking every corner, saying every kind word they could think of, yet still yielding no results, a loud growl from someone’s stomach echoed. Black-clad man No. 7 couldn’t take it anymore and cried out in frustration: “Where on earth is this child hiding? Come out already! We’re going to starve to death!”

This outburst stirred things up.

The black-clad men’s once unshakable resolve was on the verge of breaking, all because of the torture from the smell of roast duck!

Throughout the apartment, there were wails of despair:

“Roast duck, I really want to eat roast duck! Baby, please come out, don’t torment us any longer…”

“I want to leave work, I want to go eat roast duck.”

“I’m so hungry, I’m going to starve to death, wuuu…”

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the front door.

It was an incredibly warm breeze, carrying the delicious scent of roast duck and charcoal smoke, with a touch of sunlight.

Along with the wind came the crisp sound of a tricycle bell, making one almost feel as if they had stepped back in time to a bustling snack street from more than a decade ago.

All the black-clad men stopped moving and stared blankly at the front door…

Outside the apartment, on the street by the door, a small tricycle was parked.

The tricycle wobbled as it stopped by the side of the road, drawing the attention of passersby who stopped in their tracks.

The smell of roast duck, mixed with the sizzling sound of charcoal, hit them all at once. Under the bright flames, the ducks in the roasting oven appeared incredibly red, crisp, and glistening with an alluring sheen. The fire was just right, and the duck fat dripped down, splashing with oil. Nearby, there were neatly arranged strips of cucumber, scallions, and spring pancake wrappers, as well as duck sauce and marinade.

The entire food stall exuded a unique, bustling street vibe, warm and lively.

The stall owner, wearing a floral apron, stood on a small stool. He looked like a three- or four-year-old boy, his face pale and babyish, but with a warm, enthusiastic smile. His black, blue eyes were full of sincerity.

The boy skillfully lifted a roast duck from the oven, placed it on the cutting board, and swiftly chopped it in half with a knife.

With a sweet smile, the boy called out:

“Come, come! Fresh roast duck, roasted and sold right here! It’s guaranteed delicious! One bite, it’s savory, juicy, and oily! If you don’t like it, you don’t pay!”

“…”

Including Black-clad man No. 1, all the black-clad men couldn’t help but rub their eyes when they saw this scene.

They rubbed their eyes again.

The little tricycle outside was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun.

Many of them thought they had already starved to death, and this scene felt like a dying hallucination, like the little match girl.

Some even pinched themselves hard to verify whether it was a dream or reality, and then yelped in pain: “Holy crap, this is real, not a dream?!”

It was… real?

Everyone stared at the tricycle again, dumbfounded.

They were trained professionals, black-clad men with excellent discipline. They wouldn’t easily give in. And they had a mission at hand, an urgent one—they absolutely couldn’t leave their posts…

…unless they just couldn’t resist.

In front of the tricycle, more and more passersby were drawn in: “Boss, how much is this roast duck? It smells so good.”

The young stall owner cheerfully called out, his round eyes blinking:

“Freshly roasted duck, with free spring pancake wrappers, cucumber, scallions, and red marinade, 100 yuan each!”

— “Uncles, want to buy some roast duck?”

Bang.

A direct hit.

The aroma of the roast duck had surrounded the black-clad men from all directions, torturing them for so long. And now, an actual roast duck stall had appeared out of nowhere in front of them, so wonderfully real that it almost seemed unreal.

“Although the mission is urgent… maybe buying a roast duck wouldn’t take much time.”

“How long could buying a roast duck take?”

“The little owner of the stall needs my help! He’s so young and already working; I can’t just ignore him, right?”

“Hey, wait, the mission, the mission!” Black-clad man No. 1 tried to stop them, but it was no use. “We are professional black-clad men!”

The others wiped their mouths, ignoring his words.

Their steps, which had been hesitant, began to quicken.

…And they all started walking toward the food stall by the door.

“Boss, I’ll have a roast duck.” “Me too, I’ll eat it right now.” “I want it sliced, I’ve been wanting a spring pancake and roast duck wrap for so long…”

“Okay! Please wait!”

The little boy cheerfully agreed to every request, swiftly holding the knife and slicing the roast duck into pieces, placing them in the take-out boxes beside him.

…In a corner where no one could see.

The smile on the little boy’s face, hidden by his mask, revealed a cunning grin.

Heh heh, this trick is called “hunger marketing.”

It’s a perfect plan!

*

Multiverse Livestream, “Genius Baby at Three and a Half” section.

The online audience count in the livestream of the Little Lan Boss has now reached 30,000.

As a new streamer with no prior following in the “baby-showing” section, this number is quite impressive. However, considering that Little Lan Boss has already fixed multiple bugs and broken several historical records, this audience size still feels a bit underwhelming for his achievements.

Just yesterday, Little Lan’s livestream had already claimed the top spot for “bug-fixing accuracy,” leaving all the other contenders far behind.

Yet, on the section’s popularity rankings, he only hovered around the edges of the top five, never breaking into the top three.

[Isn’t our Little Lan Boss cute? Doesn’t his roast duck smell amazing? (Slurp slurp)]
[The top three in the section’s popularity rankings are all famous child stars and internet celebrities. Although they haven’t fixed many bugs, just being cute and acting adorable attracts tons of followers. The first place streamer now has 70,000 viewers.]
[But after all, this is the “baby-showing” section, not a food section… People are here to see cute little kids ==]
[Honestly speaking, what kind of future can there be for a food stall in a cliché story section? 30,000 viewers is the absolute limit. I’m saying it now, no matter how many bugs are fixed, this livestream’s popularity will never surpass 30,000. It’s the ceiling of this category.]
[+1, I agree.]

At the same time, over 200,000 old viewers who were scouring the different cliché story dimensions in search of Boss Jian:

“In the past few days, we’ve already searched through over 900 cliché story sections that are open for challenges.”

“The only one we haven’t explored seems to be… this one…”