The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: Purely Asking for Trouble

’The Super Delicious Popular Cooking System wasn’t just some dumb system that only issued missions. It was very considerate and quite intelligent.’

Shen Lu: "If there were fewer rules, it would be even more perfect."

[Without rules, there can be no order. The rules are to better encourage the Host’s progress~]

Shen Lu huffed, then at the end of the video, she heavily advertised the event for her grand opening the next day.

—The Crawfish Competition is waiting for you to join!

—100 Star Coins to eat the most delicious crawfish in the entire Imperial City!

—Come one, come all, don’t miss out! It’s a grand opening celebration! Miss it this time, and you’ll regret it for life!

Shen Lu cobbled together a bunch of slogans, deliberately making them sound corny and over-the-top.

After today’s video was successfully uploaded, Shen Lu went to check the stats on yesterday’s video.

Judging from the number of views and comments alone, she felt she was making good progress.

It was just that out of a hundred comments, very few were positive.

The few normal comments were torn to shreds by haters, making the customers who had eaten at Little Deer Cuisine too scared to comment freely.

After all, some people were incredibly arrogant, threatening to look up their IP addresses and show up at their homes to teach them a lesson.

People from the Upper City District were just that conceited, trampling all over the residents of the Lower City District as they pleased.

As soon as the latest video was released, plenty of trolls came swarming like sharks to blood.

—Is the owner of this Little Deer Cuisine account brain-dead or something? Posting these nonsensical videos every day and polluting the internet. Where are the admins? Get your asses out here and ban her account!

—This is so fake it’s hilarious. The current price for a single crawfish is 120 Star Coins. Ten thousand crawfish would be 1.2 million Star Coins. Tell me, who in the Lower City District can afford that?

—I have a relative in the seafood business. I asked him, and he said he hasn’t received a single order for more than 200 crawfish recently.

—But what if it’s real?

—If it’s real, then I’ll fucking call you Daddy, how about that?

—So fake. No exaggeration, even the most luxurious hotel in the Upper City District, the Wis Hotel, couldn’t possibly host an event like this. It’s not that they can’t afford it; it’s that you can’t buy that many crawfish.

—The poster above is spot on. You guys clearly have no idea how difficult crawfish farming is. Try using your brain when you go online.

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In short, no one believed Shen Lu could pull off such an event, and they listed one plausible-sounding reason after another.

And it was true. Without the system’s help, she really couldn’t have done it.

But who could blame her for being a lucky goose?

Shen Lu personally left a comment—"If you don’t believe me, you’re welcome to come to my shop tomorrow and expose the ’fraud’!"—then closed the page without a second glance. She let them stir up a fresh frenzy of hate over her reply.

Her hair wasn’t completely dry yet, but Shen Lu was already exhausted. She had to get up even earlier than usual tomorrow to handle some preparations before opening.

Flopping onto her soft bed, Shen Lu wriggled under the covers. Her Light Brain detected she was about to rest and switched to silent mode.

At the same time, messages from Bai Wanwan came flooding in, one after another like machine-gun fire.

She had been tied up with things all day, and just like Bai Lei, who was swamped with his own studies, she hadn’t had a chance to visit the Lower City District. It had been two days since either of them had eaten Shen Lu’s food.

That evening, while scrolling through videos at home, Bai Wanwan happened to come across the video Shen Lu had posted that day.

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