Wang Daguo was afraid he’d miss dinner if he got back late, but by the time he ran to the shop, Cai Su had already saved a plate for him.
"Thanks, Sister Cai."
"It was no trouble."
Before digging in, Wang Daguo set aside a few pieces of chicken and a large chunk of steamed egg in his small lunchbox. Only after closing the lid did he start to wolf down his meal.
After eating, Wang Daguo cleaned up for a little while before clocking out.
When he got home, Wang Daguo took out the small lunchbox. His family gathered around the table, eating the contents along with some Insect Cakes.
"Xiao Ci, why did you ask for steamed buns instead of money?" Wang Daguo asked his sister. "You’re going to cause trouble for Boss Shen."
Wang Xiaoci looked up, at a loss. "Did I do something wrong?"
"What’s this all about?" Grandma Wang asked.
So, Wang Daguo explained what had happened. "Boss Shen is already busy enough as it is. Making steamed buns isn’t as simple as you think, Xiao Ci. You should have talked to me about it first."
Wang Xiaoci said, "I..."
Grandma Wang shot Wang Daguo a look, signaling for him to be quiet. She stroked Wang Xiaoci’s hair and asked in a gentle tone, "Xiao Ci, what was on your mind?"
Wang Xiaoci looked from her grandmother to her brother, her voice small. "Xiao Hui and I just wanted Grandma and Mom to be able to eat something nice."
If they brought back Star Coins, their grandmother would just save them for a rainy day.
But it was different with food. It had a shelf life and couldn’t be stored for long.
The adults were, of course, gratified to see their children being so filial.
Now that Grandma Wang understood her granddaughter’s intentions, she couldn’t scold her too harshly. "Xiao Ci, we’re very touched by your and Xiao Hui’s kind gesture, but this is the only time. You can’t trouble Boss Shen again next time."
Wang Xiaoci and Wang Xiaohui nodded in unison. "We understand, Grandma."
...
After her shower, Shen Lu began her daily accounting. Just as she finished calculating the day’s revenue, she received a message from Bai Lei.
Bai Lei: I’ll come pick you up in a couple of days. Make sure you get things at the shop sorted out beforehand.
Shen Lu let out a little "ah." She checked her calendar and realized Bai Lei’s birthday was just a few days away.
Shen Lu: OK, no problem.
Her reply was casual, but Shen Lu had a lot of things bothering her.
The wave of hype Li Zexing had brought wouldn’t die down in just a day or two. In fact, she might even see a massive surge in customers.
After all, Li Zexing lived in the Upper City District and almost never made appearances in the Lower City District.
For his fans in the Lower City District, visiting her shop to try the same food was the most affordable way to show their support. The cheapest pass to the Upper City District cost 1,000 Star Coins, and for that price, they could eat her set meal eight times.
’What a great opportunity to farm popularity value.’
Shen Lu sighed in frustration. It was a shame. She’d already promised Bai Lei and even accepted his payment. Backing out now would be a breach of trust.
’Where is my new employee? My new head chef?’
’I’m in desperate need.’
She decided not to use today’s Lottery Ticket, saving it along with yesterday’s.
Shen Lu had discovered a little trick to using the Lottery Tickets.
Unless absolutely necessary, it was better to save them up. Who knew? They might have a miraculous effect in an emergency.
For example, at Shen Lan’s last birthday banquet, she’d used a Lottery Ticket to get a True Heart Potion, which had been incredibly useful.
And another time, when she was investigating that pharmaceutical company, she’d drawn a nano-freezer, which ended up saving Zeng Xiaodao’s life.
Of course, Shen Lu also toyed with the idea of saving up a bunch for one satisfying, all-out lottery session.
With a yawn, Shen Lu flopped onto her big, soft bed.
’That’s enough work for one day.’
The next day, before Shen Lu even opened her eyes, she heard the sound of huge raindrops pelting her window.
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