Chapter 22: Sky-high priced dumplings?

Except for Tao Zui, the big loser, almost everyone in the front line bought 5 baskets of dumplings.

Xu Yi also bought 5 cages.

As soon as the dumpling entered his mouth, he felt a little dumbfounded.

Even though he knew that the dumplings made by Mo Qingyan were delicious.

But I didn’t expect it to be so delicious!

The most striking thing about these dumplings is their freshness.

The kind of freshness that is extremely fresh.

Shrimp, pork, leeks.

These three completely unrelated things, combined together, can actually make such a delicious filling.

It's really unbelievable.

Most importantly, the dumpling skin is amazing.

The dumpling skins we eat outside are basically made by machines nowadays.

So, basically there is no resilience. Even a little soft.

However, Mo Qingyan's dumpling skin is very tough and can even be drawn into threads.

The dumpling skin has a wheat aroma, and you can tell as soon as you eat it that very good high-gluten flour is used.

Moreover, the dumpling skin was very transparent, just like an icy white jade pendant he had bought before.

This dumpling is like a work of art.

As a writer, Xu Yi had completely forgotten that he had to go back to finish his manuscript and was completely immersed in the three-fresh dumplings.

The passers-by who were queuing behind Xu Yi also bought dumplings.

They didn't buy 5 cages just because of the high price.

Some people bought a cage alone, while others bought a cage together with two others.

However, when they ate the dumplings, they were intoxicated and regretted it so much.

Because these dumplings are so delicious.

The dumplings were so delicious that they felt the one hundred yuan price was not worth it.

The food was so delicious that they felt how ungrateful they were for turning around and leaving when they heard the price.

86 baskets of dumplings were sold to only about twenty people.

The people who lined up behind but didn’t buy anything were very disappointed.

Originally, when Mo Qingyan saw so many people queuing up, she had already reminded the people behind her that there were not many dumplings left. Don't let them waste time queuing.

However, those people were unwilling to leave.

The audience who rushed over to the live broadcast room knew how many dumplings Mo Qingyan made in total.

So, although I was disappointed, I had expected it.

But those who followed the smell and ran over to line up did not know the truth.

All they knew was that they had been waiting in line for more than an hour.

When it was their turn, there was no one left.

Some unhappy people couldn't stop making a fuss in anger.

He just started to attack Mo Qingyan.

"What's going on? We've been waiting in line for over an hour in this hot weather, and they tell us there are no dumplings?"

"Why are you asking us to queue up if there are no dumplings?"

"Without dumplings, why would you open this stall?"

"You only prepared so few things to open a stall. Do you still want to do business?"

"And these dumplings are priced at 100 yuan per basket. Not only are they expensive, but you even prepared so few of them. I think you deliberately tricked us into lining up so that you can promote your store for free."

“Did you see those three cameras next to it? This is obviously a popular online store shooting a promotional video. They’re using us as free workers!”

"What kind of dumplings are these? They're actually selling for 100 yuan a basket. What kind of dumplings are these? Are they inlaid with gold?"

…

Mo Qingyan didn't expect that she would encounter such a thing just when buying dumplings.

Before he could stand up, Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi started to argue with him.

Song Beichen said angrily, "I told you guys to get treatment if you have a brain disease. Did our Brother Mo ask you to queue up? You came to queue up on your own and you couldn't buy dumplings, so you come to accuse our Brother Mo of treating you as free workers? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Yin Yiyi sneered, "Oh, dumplings made with deep-sea tiger prawns that cost three thousand yuan each, black pork that costs a few hundred yuan per pound, and chives that cost more than twenty yuan per pound. But they only cost a hundred yuan per basket. If you can't afford it, then you can't afford it. What are you queuing up to argue?"

Tao Zui also sneered, "This world is big, there are all kinds of people. You can't afford it, but you blame others for selling it too expensively?"

Xu Yi and others who bought dumplings also joined in the chant.

"Yeah, dumplings cost 100 yuan a basket, you can't afford them, what are you queuing for?"

"If you don't have money to buy it, then don't buy it. Don't think that the poorer you are, the more right you are. Brother Mo didn't ask you to queue up. You clearly came here to queue up on your own, but you still accuse our Brother Mo of cheating you. You are mentally ill."

"The most important thing is, Brother Mo has already said that there aren't many dumplings, and told the people behind not to queue up and waste time. It was you who insisted on waiting in line. Now that you can't buy them, you turn around and blame Brother Mo?"

"Dumplings made from deep-sea tiger prawns that cost three thousand yuan each are sold for one hundred yuan a basket, and you still think it's too expensive? What kind of people are you!"

Faced with the attack from Xu Yi and others, those people immediately became angry and humiliated.

“Who says we can’t afford it?”

"It's just a hundred dollars, who can't afford it?"

"Haha, deep-sea tiger prawns cost three thousand yuan each, why didn't you say they cost thirty thousand yuan each?"

"You brag without thinking. I've seen a lot of online celebrity stores like you that talk nonsense and only know how to deceive people."

See the camera filming them.

Those people started shouting arrogantly.

"Shoot, shoot as much as you want."

"That's right, no need to blur it out. I agree that you can film it."

"What are you afraid of? You are not in the right just because you filmed the video. You are running an internet celebrity store to deceive people, so why can't we say anything? If you have the guts, don't edit it, just release the video directly. I am also filming it, and if you dare to edit the video randomly, I will release mine."

"Yes, if you have the ability, don't edit the video, just release the original video. You dare to buy dumplings that cost 100 yuan a basket? You are probably crazy about making money. And deep-sea tiger prawns, why don't you say that it's deep-sea dragon meat?"

Several people stood on the commanding heights, using their own imaginations to judge others, and only believed what they wanted to believe.

It's impossible to explain to this kind of person.

"Sir, do you need us to help you ask those people to leave?" Butler Wang asked Mo Qingyan.

As a qualified butler, he needs to solve the troubles of his master at all times.

These people are causing trouble here. Just call the security at Guangyuan Square and someone will come to deal with it.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Mo Qingyan was very touched to be protected by everyone.

However, as the person involved, he cannot just stand back and enjoy others protecting him from the wind and rain.

So, Mo Qingyan stood up.

He walked straight up to the troublemakers.

Stare at them straight.

"You just said that you are willing to appear on camera without blurring, right?"

Mo Qingyan's eyes were not sharp, but rather indifferent.

There was no emotion in the tone of his voice.

However, it was his calmness that made those troublemakers seem unreasonable.

Facing Mo Qingyan's questioning, those people didn't show any fear.

"So what?"

"If you want to take pictures, just go ahead. We are upright and we are not afraid of you at all."

"Don't think that just because you are in the majority, you are right. Deceptive internet celebrities like you should be exposed and let others see your ugly faces."

Mo Qingyan was not angry at all when facing those people.

Instead, he turned to the cameraman behind him and said, "Come on, since they've asked for this, then of course we have to satisfy their wishes. Remember not to blur it."

Director Feng's voice also came through the cameraman's headphones.

"Quick, go up and take pictures. Take them clearly for me. Give each of them a close-up."

Director Feng was backstage, and when he saw the dramatic increase in traffic, he was grinning so hard that he could hardly stop.

Originally, Mo Qingyan's selling of dumplings attracted a lot of traffic.

Now, because of those few people making trouble, the traffic in the live broadcast room has directly increased at a straight line speed.

Close-up, we must give each of those people a big close-up as a thank you.

Or the kind without coding.

Seeing Mo Qingyan asking the cameraman to go up and shoot, Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi also said to the cameraman behind them: "You guys go up and shoot too."

Then, the three cameramen kept filming those people.

Faced with three cameras, those people were not panicked at all.

Instead, they confidently said, "Go ahead and shoot. We are not afraid of you. It's just a video, we can shoot it too. Don't think that you internet celebrities can do whatever you want just because you have fans."

As they spoke, the group of people raised their cell phones and pointed them at Mo Qingyan and the others.

"Filming a video?" Mo Qingyan blinked and said innocently, "Everyone, I think you have misunderstood something. We are not internet celebrities, and we are not filming a video."

When those people heard Mo Qingyan's words, they were stunned for a moment.

"You're not filming a video, are you live streaming it?"

"Yes, we are broadcasting live." Mo Qingyan smiled and kindly explained to them: "Also, we are broadcasting a love variety show about life. The name is "Another Life", and the number of people online now..."

Mo Qingyan hesitated to speak, and was about to take out her cell phone to open the live broadcast room to take a look.

Xu Yi, who had been standing by with his phone in hand, immediately reminded: "The number of people online in the live broadcast room has now exceeded four million."

Mo Qingyan looked at Xu Yi gratefully and said, "Thank you."

Then, he said to the troublemakers, "There are now four million people online in our live broadcast room. The four million viewers saw you speaking out for justice just now. Congratulations, you may become famous."

Mo Qingyan still had a smile on his face. Even if what those people said was unpleasant, he did not show any sign of anger.

However, what he said made those troublemakers turn pale instantly.

Variety show, four million viewers are watching?

A variety show with four million online viewers is definitely a first-rate variety show.

That is to say, the person in front of him is not an internet celebrity at all, and he is not planning to open an internet celebrity store.

He is filming a variety show.

And they, when others were filming a variety show, directly broke into their camera.

Then, in front of four million pairs of eyes on the variety show, he went and scolded the guy.

And what those people said just now, that the dumplings are made of deep-sea tiger prawns that cost three thousand yuan each, and black-haired pork that costs a few hundred yuan per pound, is very likely true.

After all, it is impossible to fake this recording program.

Therefore, the criticisms we made just now about them were completely wrong.

All of this was captured by the camera.

They died in front of four million people.

After a few people reacted, they covered their faces and fled.

"Brother Mo, you're awesome." Song Beichen gave Mo Qingyan a thumbs up. "You dealt with them in just a few words. Haha, congratulations, you might become famous. Brother Mo, what you said is a critical hit!"

Yin Yiyi couldn't help but say, "Why didn't I think of this trick just now! Brother Mo, you are really awesome."

"What tricks? What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?" Mo Qingyan blinked innocently, "I just told them the truth. I was just about to explain to them. I don't know why, but they ran away."

Mo Qingyan served this cup of tea very well.

Song Beichen and others were amused by him.

"Yes, yes, yes, Brother Mo, whatever you say is right."

"Maybe it's because you're so handsome, Mo, so they felt ashamed and ran away."

Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi both felt that Mo Qingyan was not only an amazing cook, but also a very interesting person.

The dumplings were sold out and the sun went down.

Tao Zui asked Mo Qingyan, "Mr. Mo, do you have anything to do tonight? If not, how about going back to City B with us? Today is my birthday, and I have prepared a party tonight, and all the people who will go are young people."

After saying that, Tao Zui said to Yin Yiyi, "Miss Yin, come along too."

"It might not be convenient for me to go." Mo Qingyan felt that she and Tao Zui were not familiar with each other, and it seemed not a good idea to go to someone else's party.

"Is it inconvenient?" Song Beichen grabbed Mo Qingyan and said, "Brother Mo, you are my friend, Tao Zui is my brother, we are all family. Let's go together."

"Yeah, Brother Mo, if you don't go, I will have no one to talk to. I would also be embarrassed to go alone." Of course, Yin Yiyi's words were polite.

She is also from City B, and is in the same circle as Song Beichen and Tao Zui.

It's just unfamiliar.

Today was Taozui's birthday party, and Yin Yiyi's parents also attended.

It’s just that Yin Yiyi herself didn’t go.

Song Beichen and Tao Zui's friends are basically from the same circle and they all know each other, so it is impossible that they don't have people they can talk to.

Tao Zui also persuaded: "Xiao Bei's friends are my friends. Mr. Mo, please don't be polite."

Since all three of them said so, if Mo Qingyan continued, it would seem a bit too hypocritical.

So, I agreed to go to City B with them.

Let Butler Wang and the others pack up and go back.

Mo Qingyan said she wanted to go home for dinner tonight, so Chef Zhang prepared some of his specialties.

In order to satisfy Mo Qingyan, he showed his best performance.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyan didn't come back for dinner.

The whole table of dishes ended up being eaten by Butler Wang and Aunt Zhang.

Chef Zhang was disappointed but also a little relieved.

It takes more than an hour to travel from City A to City B by highway.

Yin Yiyi forced Mo Qingyan to get into her car.

Mo Qingyan originally wanted to avoid suspicion and took Song Beichen's car.

However, Song Beichen also drove a two-seater sports car this time.

Therefore, Mo Qingyan could only ride in Yin Yiyi's car.

On the way, Yin Yiyi was worried that Mo Qingyan would be hungry.

So, we stopped at the service area.

Mo Qingyan thought she was going to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Yin Yiyi came back with two large bags of food.

"Brother Mo, here are some food. I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some. It won't taste as good as what you cook. But you have low blood sugar, so you can't starve. Just fill your stomach first. When we get back to City B, we'll go eat something delicious."

"Thank you." Mo Qingyan looked at the two large bags of food in her arms and thanked him.

Unexpectedly, Yin Yiyi is quite considerate.

Not far away, Song Beichen in the car saw this scene and hit the steering wheel angrily.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, why didn't I think of buying something for Brother Mo to eat! Yin Yiyi is really good at winning people's hearts. It's all your fault, Tao Zui. What did you invite Yin Yiyi to do? She..."

Song Beichen turned his head and looked before he finished speaking.

I found that Tao Yui, who was originally sitting in the passenger seat, had disappeared at some point.

Turning around again, I found Tao Zui walking out of the store in the service area, holding a big bag in his hand, which was full of food and drinks, and walking towards Yin Yiyi's car.

When did that guy leave?

He didn't even notice.

Damn, these two people are not good people.

Song Beichen got off the car immediately, not willing to be left behind.

Then, Mo Qingyan harvested two large bags of food.

These things almost drowned him out.

This scene made the audience in the live broadcast room laugh.

"Haha, Brother Mo is really popular. He's almost drowned in all the food."

"Our brother Mo is the favorite of everyone wherever he goes. Look, he has conquered the handsome guy Tao Zui even after the first meeting."

"Isn't there a saying that goes like this? If you want to win someone, you must first conquer his stomach. This saying is really useful for Brother Mo!"

"They fought hard just to get a bite to eat."

"Just look at their expressions and you'll know how delicious the dumplings made by Brother Mo are. I regret it so much. If I had known earlier, I would have skipped work to buy dumplings. I work nearby!"

"Ah, I've already passed by, but I didn't expect to be stuck in traffic. I wonder if Brother Mo will still be selling dumplings!"

"I think so. Brother Mo bought five days' worth of food."

"Maybe Brother Mo will go out and set up a stall again tomorrow."

…

While the audience in the live broadcast room were looking forward to Mo Qingyan setting up a stall tomorrow, Mo Qingyan and others also arrived in City B very quickly.

After getting off the highway, the car drove directly to the city center of City B.

After driving for about ten minutes, the car stopped in front of a high-end club.

After Taozui got off the car, the doorman standing at the door immediately walked quickly to Taozui.

He said respectfully, "Boss, you're back."

Tao Zui nodded and asked, "Have Fugui and the others arrived?"

The doorman replied, "Mr. Qian and his team are here, and they are waiting for you inside. However, Mr. Ren and his team are here too, and they just had an argument with Mr. Qian and his team, and the manager has already gone over."

Tao Zui frowned and said, "Why is Ren Zhongxing here? Forget it, I'll go over and take a look myself."

After saying that, Tao Zui turned around and said to Mo Qingyan, "Mr. Mo, this is the club I opened. I'll let Xiao Bei take you and Miss Yin in to have something to eat. I'll excuse myself for a moment. I have to go take care of some things first."

Mo Qingyan nodded, "Okay, go ahead and do your thing."

Then, Song Beichen took Mo Qingyan and Yin Yiyi into the club.

This club has five floors in total.

A one-stop service for eating, drinking and having fun.

Song Beichen was afraid that Mo Qingyan was starving, so he took him to the restaurant immediately.

The restaurant here is divided into a buffet restaurant and private rooms.

There is a minimum consumption for private rooms, and one needs to be a senior member of the club to use them.

Given the relationship between Song Beichen and Tao Zui, of course there is no need for a membership card or anything like that; they can just scan their face. All the staff in the club knew him.

Originally, photography was not allowed in the club.

But with Song Beichen around, this rule is equivalent to not happening.

The main reason is that Song Beichen and his friends went to a restaurant. If they had gone to a sauna or other leisure facilities, live broadcast would definitely not be allowed.

Even so, the audience in the live broadcast room got a glimpse of what a high-end club looks like.

Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi ate 5 baskets of dumplings and were actually very full.

Mo Qingyan also ate something in the car, so she only ordered three signature dishes and a soup.

Although Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi could no longer eat, they still accompanied Mo Qingyan to eat a little.

To be honest, Mo Qingyan is not a picky eater.

As long as the food is not too unpalatable, he can basically eat it.

After all, a good chef should have tasted all kinds of food.

However, these three so-called signature dishes are really not worth their four-digit prices.

Mo Qingyan felt that the taste was average and could only give it 60 points at most, which was barely the passing line.

And that soup, to be honest, didn't even meet the passing line.

"It's strange. I thought these dishes tasted very good before. Why do they taste so ordinary today?" Song Beichen said puzzledly.

"That's because you haven't eaten Brother Mo's cooking before. After eating Brother Mo's cooking, of course you will think these dishes are average." Yin Yiyi put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Afterwards, Yin Yiyi couldn't wait to ask Mo Qingyan, "Brother Mo, will you still make dumplings tomorrow?"

As soon as he heard the word "dumplings", Song Beichen immediately looked at Mo Qingyan with anticipation.

The same is true for the audience in the live broadcast room.

Mo Qingyan also put down her chopsticks and replied, "Yes, we will start at noon tomorrow. Just like today, we will open the stall at 5pm. However, you two don't have to queue up to buy like we did today. Just come to my place and eat. I'll make more."

By the time they had almost finished eating, it was time for the live broadcast to end.

Then, under the reluctant gazes of the audience, all the live broadcast rooms were closed.

Less than two minutes after the live broadcast was closed, Mo Qingyan received a call from an unknown number.

As soon as the call was connected, Bei Xiyue's angry roar was heard from the other end.

"Mo Qingyan, I give you half an hour to get to Baiwei Restaurant, or you will regret it."

After saying that, without waiting for Mo Qingyan to speak, Bei Xiyue hung up the phone.