The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Chapter 9: This Money is Surprisingly Easy to Earn

"Mr. Xue, I won’t disturb you two any longer." Ma Laosan quickly signaled for his two Ma Zai to help him up. "From now on, you can set up your stall wherever you want on Gold Street. All management fees are waived. If any blind fool comes looking for trouble, just come find me at the New Era Bar. I’ll be sure to teach them a lesson!"

After saying his piece, Ma Laosan immediately slipped away, practically fleeing the scene.

Shen Lu couldn’t say she was happy with this outcome, but she couldn’t say she was unhappy either. It just felt awkward.

Xue Can finished the egg waffle in just a few bites, his expression shifting repeatedly.

’So it’s not just the mint water that can soothe the Spiritual Sea. The egg waffles have the same effect.’

’Just which prominent family’s young lady is she?’

Xue Can couldn’t help but mentally run through the young ladies from the major families of the Imperial City.

’Could she be the third young miss of the Xiao Family?’

’Or maybe the eldest young miss of the Bai Family?’

Xue Can narrowed his eyes and shook his head internally.

’No, that’s not it. None of them fit.’

"Here, this one’s on me."

Caught off guard, he saw the young woman holding a cup of mint water, standing on her tiptoes to bring it to him.

"Thank you for today."

’It wasn’t just about today. For some time to come, she would probably be under Xue Can’s protection.’

Although she didn’t quite understand the reason for the drastic change in his attitude, Shen Lu’s intuition told her that Xue Can wouldn’t harm her, at least for now.

Xue Can took the mint water but didn’t drink it right away. Instead, he asked her, "Can I pour this into my water bottle?"

His Spiritual Sea was feeling quite comfortable at the moment, so drinking more wouldn’t have a significant effect. It was better to pour it into his bottle and save it for when he felt unwell again.

"Of course." Shen Lu glanced at the silver-white bottle in his hand. "I can even give you a couple more cups."

’Consider it protection money.’

Xue Can said, "Alright," and Shen Lu bent down to fill his bottle with mint water.

She actually wanted to ask him if he had any connections to get rare metals, but the system bluntly reminded her that cheating was not advisable and would result in punishment if discovered.

[Please be down-to-earth, Host. Don’t think about taking shortcuts!]

[Only scavenged metals can be exchanged for ingredients.]

Shen Lu felt a little guilty, but her mind was already racing.

’Seems like there’s a loophole to exploit, huh?’

’Ahem, I’ll test it out in a couple of days.’

’Going to the junkyard to scavenge every day is no easy task. It’s not just dirty; it’s also very easy to get hurt.’

Xue Can took the water bottle and paid for it.

"I still don’t know your name. Would you mind telling me?"

"Shen Lu." The girl’s lips curved into a smile. "You’re welcome to come again tomorrow."

Xue Can carefully put the water bottle away and strode off.

He needed to investigate the background of this "Shen Lu."

After Xue Can left, a trickle of customers came by. Around four in the afternoon, all the prepared ingredients were sold out.

Shen Lu packed up her things and pushed the cart frame back to her rented room.

[DING-DONG. Mint water 15/15 detected, egg waffles 5/5 detected. Task complete. Reward: one Lottery Ticket.]

Holding her breath, Shen Lu managed to move Fu Cheng onto the bed, accidentally putting pressure on his broken right arm in the process.

"Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to."

Watching the bloodstain rapidly spread, the already-unclean gauze became even dirtier.

Shen Lu quickly opened the folding medical kit, found two rolls of gauze and some dressing, and re-bandaged his right arm according to the instructions.

In truth, Fu Cheng’s other wounds also needed to be re-bandaged to prevent infection and inflammation.

But Shen Lu was too busy. The moment she opened her eyes, she had to go scavenge. After scavenging, she had to run her stall. Only after selling everything did she have time to deal with Fu Cheng.

"There’s not enough gauze," Shen Lu sighed. "I have to go buy more. I wonder how much it’ll cost."

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