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Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels – CH82

Chapter 82

In the bar, strange and colorful lights flashed, and the sound of rock music blasted through the air.

The figure that was usually lively in the center of the dance floor was nowhere to be seen.

Many of the wealthy second-generation heirs who often hung out with Mu Mingqiu felt uneasy, and couldn’t help but look around for his figure.

“Where’s Young Master Mu?”

“Don’t meddle in other people’s business. Brother Mu has something going on. He comes when he wants to, and doesn’t when he doesn’t. Who are you to talk?”

“Yeah, maybe he’s busy having a sweet time with Brother Huo. After all, they’re about to get married.”

“Ah, I was just asking casually.”

The person who asked couldn’t help but scratch his head, realizing he was being annoying and decided to keep quiet.

*

On the other side, in a private booth.

This place was only separated by a wall from the chaotic dance floor but was much quieter. It was enclosed by greenery and translucent walls, as though it were another world.

Whenever Mu Mingqiu needed to gather his thoughts amidst the chaos, he would sit here and reflect.

Mu Mingqiu held a cigarette in his mouth, looking at two photos on his phone, deep in thought.

The first photo was of Ye Qingquan, who looked much younger and more innocent compared to now. The background was an airport, with a flight to Country A being checked in. Ye Qingquan was pulling a suitcase through security, his face pale, seemingly downcast, with his left hand subconsciously resting on his lower abdomen.

The second photo was much more straightforward: it was a pregnancy test.

The meaning of these two photos together was obvious, even to a fool.

“Tell me, what’s going on?” Mu Mingqiu stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

Sitting across from him was a private investigator dressed in a black suit. She had her hair tied in a neat high ponytail. Hearing his words, she nodded and began to explain the situation:

“A few years ago, when you were still studying abroad, there was a nearly universally known secret in the Beijing circle.”

—Huo Ye had been keeping a ‘canary’ by his side.

And not just any ordinary canary, but one that resembled Mu Mingqiu by about thirty percent.

To use a modern term, a ‘substitute.’

…Everyone knew about Huo Ye’s feelings for Mu Mingqiu. They had grown up together as childhood friends, and when Mu Mingqiu went abroad to study, Huo Ye was devastated, drinking heavily every day and getting involved with all kinds of troublemakers.

It was said that he met Ye Qingquan, who was working part-time to support himself, at this very bar.

Ye Qingquan’s appearance, which was three parts similar to Mu Mingqiu’s, captured Huo Ye’s attention, and in his drunken stupor, he lost himself.

From then on, a handsome young figure appeared by Huo Ye’s side.

“…”

Hearing this, Mu Mingqiu’s lips twitched slightly. “Okay, okay. His heart was dead, and yet he still went after someone?”

Moreover, he, Mu Mingqiu, was going abroad, not to die.

If Huo Ye truly wanted to see him, he could have taken a private jet, or at the very least bought a first-class ticket. Wouldn’t it only take a few hours to get there?

Huo Ye would never come, but a substitute was absolutely necessary.

“Playing the ‘separate but together’ game, huh?” Mu Mingqiu commented coldly.

Private Investigator: “…”

Though the sentiment was correct, that was a bit too blunt, wasn’t it?

The investigator took a sip of tea to calm herself before continuing, “Well, that’s more or less how it went. Over the next three years…”

At first, many people said that Huo Ye was truly in love with Mu Mingqiu. Even after Mu Mingqiu went abroad, he kept a substitute who looked like him, a stand-in for his lost love.

But as time passed, more and more people started to believe that Huo Ye had developed real feelings for the canary. After all these years, he hadn’t gotten tired of him and took him everywhere.

Huo Ye always scoffed at these assumptions.

And in the end, the truth seemed to prove this.

When news came that Mu Mingqiu was about to return to the country, Huo Ye once again returned to being alone, and the handsome figure by his side disappeared without a trace.

Huo Ye acted as if nothing had changed, as though he had only lost an insignificant plaything.

Most stories involving a “cuckolded” husband follow this pattern.

When the “cuckolded” wife runs away with the baby, the scumbag male lead acts completely normal, because after all, it’s just a canary running away.

But when the three years are up, and the wife returns with the genius child, everything changes.

He regrets it. He cries. He chases after her desperately, doing everything he can to get back the ‘plaything’ he once didn’t care about. The greater the contrast, the more thrilling the story.

There’s no logic to it.

…Of course, the investigator didn’t say all of this out loud. She only thought it to herself.

After all, the storyline was just too typical!

“Detective Li?” Seeing the investigator fall silent, Mu Mingqiu waved his hand in front of her eyes after a moment of silence, “Are you still there?”

The investigator jumped slightly, coming back to her senses.

She cleared her throat and continued:

“Well, you already know what happened after… Ye Qingquan went abroad and gave birth to a little boy. He’s three years old now. According to our current investigation, the Huo family has no knowledge of this child’s existence.”

Mu Mingqiu had been holding the cigarette in his hand, casually resting one leg over the other, lounging in his seat.

But when he heard this, his posture suddenly changed.

He straightened his legs, leaned slightly forward, and listened intently.

The private investigator was puzzled by his sudden shift in attitude. She immediately felt a bit of pressure and adjusted her glasses, saying, “As for Mr. Huo’s situation, from what we know so far—”

Mu Mingqiu furrowed his brows and interrupted her, “Huo Ye? Who cares about Huo Ye?”

Private Investigator: “?”

“Tell me more about that little boy,” Mu Mingqiu’s eyes sparkled, and he suddenly had a softness that didn’t match his appearance. Even his voice became gentle:

“What kind of cartoons does he like? What snacks does he usually eat? Does he dream of becoming an astronaut or a scientist? Does he have any good friends in kindergarten?”

After firing off a series of questions, Mu Mingqiu exhaled and picked up his tea.

He thought about the little boy he met today, especially the boy’s exceptional duck roasting skills—the steaming, fragrant roasted duck…

Mu Mingqiu couldn’t help but smile a warm, motherly smile.

“??? No way,” the private investigator looked at her files, completely stunned. “How am I supposed to know that?”

She thought to herself, who even cares about this?

In most stories where a wife runs off with a child, the child is just a plot device—a way to make the scumbag male lead realize his mistake, or to make the white moonlight jealous.

At most, the kid helps the biological father regain some favor or slap the scumbag in the face, but that’s about it.

When they were collecting the information, they didn’t specifically focus on the little boy’s personal details.

And… why does Mu Mingqiu need all this information?

After hearing that the investigator didn’t have any more detailed information, Mu Mingqiu’s brows furrowed tightly.

Thud.

He slammed his teacup down onto the table. “You didn’t even gather the most important information—what use are you to me?”

The private investigator felt a buzzing in her head.

Why is Young Master Mu acting so unpredictably?

She tried to hold back but couldn’t resist asking, “Cartoons, snacks, good friends, dreams… Why do you need this information about the boy?”

“Of course I need it.” Mu Mingqiu said confidently. “If I don’t know these things, how can I be a qualified stepfather?”

Private Investigator: “…Huh?”

The Multiverse Live Stream: “…………Huh?????”

In the bar’s booth.

Mu Mingqiu cupped his face, already starting to fantasize about a wonderful future living with Lan Lan.

For example, when Lan Lan roasts duck, he, as a stepfather, would be there to help.

When Lan Lan goes out to sell roasted duck, he would protect Lan Lan, holding a leg of duck in his mouth.

When Lan Lan accidentally trips while holding a roasted duck, he, as a stepfather, would immediately help him up, and in gratitude, Lan Lan would look at him with his big, wet eyes and give him the whole roasted duck.

Ah! How warm! How happy!

As Mu Mingqiu imagined these dreamy scenarios, he was practically floating with joy.

The flamboyant young man with red hair was now surrounded by pink bubbles.

…The private investigator watched this, her lips twitching uncontrollably.

But she couldn’t say anything.

After all, the most important thing in their line of work was to keep their mouths shut.

Yes, in that moment when Mu Mingqiu learned the truth, he had already planned everything.

He and Huo Ye had been engaged for almost two years now. As for the marriage contract with the Huo family, Mu Mingqiu had always been indifferent. It was an arrangement made by their parents, and Mu Mingqiu never objected. Moreover, the Mu family and the Huo family joining forces could maximize their benefits.

But as for Huo Ye, even though they had grown up together, Mu Mingqiu could hardly say he liked him. They were at best just companions.

After hearing about Huo Ye’s past, Mu Mingqiu had no respect for his character.

…Huo Ye’s character was really bad.

But unfortunately, he was so lucky!

He somehow had a son like Lan Lan. Huo Ye must have used up all his luck from this life, his past life, and his next life to have such good fortune. His ancestors must have been so lucky, too.

This was the first time Mu Mingqiu was grateful for the marriage contract between him and Huo Ye.

If Huo Ye got custody of Lan Lan…

Then, after Mu Mingqiu married Huo Ye, Lan Lan would become his stepson.

At that point, if Mu Mingqiu could report Huo Ye for tax evasion or some other crime, sending him to prison, he would become Lan Lan’s sole legal guardian…

At the thought of this, Mu Mingqiu couldn’t suppress his excitement and shivers.

He couldn’t help but stand up, clenching his fists, and pacing back and forth in the booth.

“I’m really so lucky. I’m such a lucky man! I can’t even help but envy myself. Is this really happening? Am I dreaming????”

*

Meanwhile, in the Multiverse Live Stream.

Many viewers couldn’t help but express the same thoughts as Mu Mingqiu.

But their tone was completely different.

[Is this really real? Am I dreaming???]

[Just a casual viewer, I’ve never seen this streamer in the “Genius Baby at Three and a Half” section before. How did they manage to fix the first bug completely?]

[Lan Lan didn’t even show off his cuteness in front of Mu Mingqiu?! What’s going on?]

[So it turns out that when people are speechless to the extreme, they really just laugh]

[Mu Mingqiu is not only willing to be a stepfather, he’s actively planning things out, even thinking about sending Huo Ye to prison so he can raise Lan Lan on his own—who understands this (facepalm)?]

Tens of thousands of viewers were breaking down, screaming, and going crazy.

The bullet comments were scrolling so fast, it was almost impossible to read the actual words.

The section, which usually focuses on warm and healing content about showing off children, had turned into complete chaos.

…This madness began when the “Mu Mingqiu-related bug fix 100%” label was posted in the live stream.

In the past half hour, viewers watched the progress bar, which symbolized the bug fix, rapidly rise from 5% to 80%, and before they knew it, it was completely full.

All the viewers were stunned.

In other streamers’ rooms, smaller streamers were trying every trick in the book to get Mu Mingqiu’s attention—acting cute, being playful—but the best they could do was 40%!

40% meant that Mu Mingqiu was charmed by the little one’s cuteness and was considering the possibility of being a stepfather in the future.

But 100% was different.

This meant Mu Mingqiu was incredibly eager and proactive, even willing to go to any legal or illegal lengths to become the child’s legal guardian…

And in this live stream, forget about acting cute—Lan Lan had directly spent two days selling roasted duck at his stall.

Did he really conquer Mu Mingqiu just like that?!

[We were just wondering how cute the little one had to be to win Mu Mingqiu over… Speechless]

[I believe this must be a coincidence, it’s probably just because Mu Mingqiu is so strange… 5555 Don’t forget, there are several important characters in “Genius Baby” besides Mu Mingqiu]

[For example, Madam Huo, after years of business battles, she’s a shrewd old fox who once paid to send Ye Qingquan away. She definitely won’t be bought off by a mere roasted duck]

[Of course, Madam Huo is on a different level compared to others. So many generations of super cute little streamers couldn’t shake her, let alone Lan Lan, who’s obsessed with selling roasted ducks]

[Don’t panic, roasted duck is no match for cuteness]

[But… Mu Mingqiu was conquered by roasted duck, why does it feel somewhat reasonable in the madness?]

[+1, simple cuteness can’t completely win over someone, but the combination of cuteness and the allure of top-tier roasted duck is a bombshell!]

[But we’re in the “Show Off Your Baby” section! Ahhhhh]

Looking at the flood of bullet comments, Yu Ming smiled slightly and switched to a new account, dropping a luxury cruise ship.

Silly humans, you still have no idea about the power of Boss Jian!

*

Aunt Wang wrapped the roasted duck in three layers of plastic bags and sneaked it into her coat, heading back to her small convenience store.

This street mainly does small business like cigarettes, alcohol, curtains, and a mahjong parlor.

Other than a few customers playing cards in the mahjong parlor, there weren’t many customers on a weekday afternoon, and most shop owners were outside, basking in the sun, playing chess, and chatting.

The neighbors, who were chatting, saw Aunt Wang return and curiously gathered around, rubbing their hands like flies:

“Auntie, you’re back!”

“You didn’t really buy roasted duck from that three-year-old kid, did you? Did you get the roasted duck? Is it good?”

“That’s roasted duck you’re holding, right… Auntie, show us!”

“If it’s really good, we could support his business tomorrow, right?”

The neighbors had seen the little boy return along the same route after his 40-minute stall, but this time, the little boy wasn’t frowning. Instead, he was happily smiling.

But selling twenty roasted ducks in forty minutes? They didn’t believe it.

The most likely scenario was that the boy sold two or three ducks because he did a little better than yesterday. When the time came and he got bored, he just happily packed up and went home.

Perhaps the little boy only had Aunt Wang as a customer.

“…You guys, support his business?”

Aunt Wang scoffed coldly and didn’t answer directly.

They couldn’t still be thinking that Lan Lan’s roasted ducks were unsold, right?

Forget about unsold ducks, tomorrow’s competition for roasted ducks would probably be even fiercer. Even if they wanted to buy, they might not even be able to get one.

Of course, no one believed Aunt Wang’s words at that moment.

Many of the neighbors brought their stools to sit outside their shops, craning their necks to peek at the roasted duck in Aunt Wang’s arms.

“Why are you wrapping it up so tightly?”

“Yeah, we’re all curious about what kind of roasted duck that three-year-old little boss is selling.”

“We’ll just take a look, not touch.”

The little boy’s tricycle had passed through their street so many times while selling roasted ducks, but either the ducks weren’t cooked yet on the way there, or on the way back, he claimed they were sold out. No one had actually seen what the roasted duck looked like, and now their curiosity had reached its peak.

Aunt Wang was known for her enthusiasm among the neighbors. Whenever she made a dish or brought back some delicacies from her hometown, she would enthusiastically share them with everyone.

So naturally, everyone assumed this time would be the same.

And that’s a big roasted duck!

Would Aunt Wang’s family be able to finish it?

However, to everyone’s surprise, Aunt Wang didn’t open the package containing the roasted duck. Instead, she bent down and held it even tighter!

“It’s my roasted duck, don’t even think about touching it!” she said coldly.

Her posture was like she was holding onto a priceless treasure.

…She had gone to great lengths to wrap the roasted duck like this, making sure not to let too much aroma escape.

Otherwise, if she walked back with a fragrant roasted duck, wouldn’t this group of people end up dividing it among themselves?

When it came to Little Lan’s roasted duck, one couldn’t test human nature.

Thinking of this, Aunt Wang tightened her hold on the duck, stopped responding to anyone, and turned to head back to her convenience store.

Bang!

She even pulled down the automatic door of the shop, completely blocking any prying eyes from the outside.

Everyone stood there, dumbfounded.

“It’s just a roasted duck, is it really necessary?” “Since when did Aunt Wang become so stingy?” “Could the roasted duck really be that good?”

Especially the elderly Mr. Li from the tobacco and alcohol shop, who had been knocked over by Aunt Wang earlier. He lit a cigarette, rubbing his backside, and sarcastically said:

“I think she’s just pretending! That roasted duck is probably flat and soggy, disgusting to eat. She’s probably in on some kind of trick with that three-year-old, getting you all to buy roasted ducks!”

The crowd: “…”

Mr. Li, are you giving that three-year-old too much credit?

If that child could come up with such a sophisticated scheme, selling roasted ducks would be too much of a waste of his talents.

But since Aunt Wang wouldn’t let them see, no one pressed the matter further.

They discussed it for a while and then returned to their own stalls and shops, continuing to enjoy the sun and play on their phones.

The calm lasted until the evening.

Like every other day, the street was lively and peaceful.

Today, Sister Huang’s mahjong parlor had a special guest.

— Although Huang’s parlor was small, there would occasionally be one or two big spenders. Every time a big spender came, Huang would definitely lower the curtains and close the doors tightly, not letting any hint of gossip escape.

When the neighbors saw the Bentley parked in front of Huang’s parlor, they exchanged looks and whispered:

“Who’s the big shot this time? I saw the bodyguards, and I even saw a bracelet on the big shot’s wrist—pure green!”

“This Bentley, tsk tsk,” someone flipped through a car magazine, “heading straight for eight digits. My goodness.”

“Every time someone like this visits, Huang always hides everything so thoroughly. People who know think it’s a big shot playing mahjong, but those who don’t think she’s secretly running some illegal business in there.”

“…I don’t get why these high-society people, who can drop billions in a heartbeat, would care about this little mahjong parlor. They have enough room for as many mahjong tables as they want in their own villas.”

“Maybe it’s for the nostalgia. Sure, they’ve made it big, but they probably miss the simple pleasures of our street life.”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t try to guess the mind of a big shot.”

After chatting for a while, everyone went back home.

After all, it wasn’t the first time.

By evening, every household had lit their lamps and started cooking, and the aroma and steam from the dishes filled the air.

The neighbors, ordinary folk, were preparing their usual home-cooked meals—stir-fried peppers with pork, braised cabbage with tofu, scrambled eggs with tomatoes—simple but delicious. The comforting smells wafted down the street.

Mr. Li from the tobacco shop was also cooking. With a cigarette in his mouth, he placed a wok on the door and began stir-frying spicy chicken.

In his younger years, Mr. Li had been a professional chef, but as he got older, he switched to selling tobacco. However, his cooking skills had not declined.

The rich, spicy aroma of the chicken spread in the wind, almost overpowering the other scents of dinner.

Several neighbors couldn’t help but turn around and compliment him:

“Mr. Li’s cooking is unbeatable!” “It smells so good!” “As expected of Mr. Li, our street’s food expert.”

Mr. Li’s chest puffed up as he basked in the compliments, lost in his own pride.

After another round of applause following his skillful stir-fry, Mr. Li wiped his sweat off, puffed out his chest, and said loudly, “Cooking! It’s all about years of practice, honing your skills. It takes time to master it. You all know, right? A jade doesn’t become a gem without being polished.”

“So, I say, that three-year-old kid selling roasted ducks? It’s pure nonsense!”

Mr. Li’s tobacco shop and Aunt Wang’s convenience store were directly opposite each other. The two had been exchanging barbs for years, and although it wasn’t openly stated, it was clear to everyone that they were always trying to one-up each other.

Since Aunt Wang supported Little Lan’s roasted duck, Mr. Li had to oppose it.

At this moment, it was the same. Mr. Li’s loud words were clearly directed at Aunt Wang’s door.

Everyone was feeling a bit nervous, wondering how Aunt Wang would respond.

Would they end up arguing?

However, the situation everyone feared did not occur.

Aunt Wang didn’t respond.

Everyone thought that Aunt Wang would swallow her anger and let it go.

Mr. Li thought so too. As he stirred the wok, he started to boast with confidence: “Heh, coward! My spicy chicken smells so good, how could her roasted duck compare?”

Just then, a rich, savory aroma of roasted duck began to waft out, sweeping through the air with a dominating force from the crack of Aunt Wang’s store door…


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Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels

Live Streaming Food Stall… But in Dog-Blooded Novels

Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Jian Yunlan has a “feeding obsession.” Giving delicious food to strangers fills him with immense happiness and joy. His biggest dream? Setting up a food stall outside a university and avoiding 30 years of detours in life! So, when his soul gets chosen by the Transmigration Bureau to rewrite the tragic endings of various melodramatic novels… While other streamers try their best to blend into the plot, disrupt the original storyline, and save the main characters— Jian Yunlan is busy grocery shopping, cooking, and setting up his food stall. Audience: ? Is this streamer here for comedy?! Elimination within a week, guaranteed. jpg

And so, when Jian Yunlan enters a dog-blood urban elite novel—

"He is the domineering CEO who controls the global economy; he is the cold yet stubborn top student from Beijing University. Forced love, captivity, an endless chase—he tries to escape, but there’s no way out. As a transmigrator, your mission is to rewrite the tragic ending…” —Half a month later, in order to eat Jian Yunlan’s Yangzhou fried rice, the cold and stubborn protagonist became cheerful and proactive, and the domineering CEO completely abandoned the captivity trope. Instead, they both wholeheartedly pursued the food stall, dining together in perfect harmony. Audience: “???!!!” Excuse me, what?

Transmigrating into an ABO Tragic Romance—

"A gloomy, devoted Alpha and his bright, sunshine-like childhood friend Omega—he uses every lowly method possible, including forced marking, just to keep his beloved by his side…” —To run faster while fighting over spicy hot pot, both protagonists took high-efficiency inhibitors?!

Transmigrating into a “White Moonlight’s Substitute” Novel—

"He’s back. Sign this divorce contract. We will have nothing to do with each other anymore.” —Even after becoming the unborn child, he still insists on running a food stall and selling roast duck.

Transmigrating into an Apocalyptic Wasteland—

"A mercenary abandoned by his lover and left to fend for himself encounters a twisted and deranged mutant…” —In order to eat seafood congee every day, the mercenary and mutant maxed out their levels, tore through the apocalypse, and led the world into a new era?!

Reading Guide:

  1. 1v1, HE, with a proper love interest. The focus is on plot rather than romance, mainly featuring modern-day food stalls, with a possible one or two fantasy/historical/apocalyptic worlds.
  2. Overpowered protagonist, lighthearted and healing story—includes food?, cute pets?, business management?. 
  3. Protagonist disrupts original novel pairings—everyone loves food, no need for emotional torment.

Tags: Food, System, Quick Transmigration, Live-Streaming, Healing, Comedy

Main Characters: Jian Yunlan, Taotie One-Line Summary: The protagonists are chasing me just to eat! Theme: Finding happiness in everyday life—never neglect food or love.

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