Cultivation Food Stall, Goes Viral Upon Opening

Good news, Lu Wu has transmigrated to the cultivation world where people can achieve immortality through practice.

Bad news, Lu Wu is a little waste with no spiritual roots.

Good news, ...

Chapter 249 Little Blackie is Here

What really gave me goosebumps was a type of insect called a bamboo worm, which has a cylindrical shape.

It is milky white, plump and white, with tiny black spots on its head.

When Shan Hanzhi solidified that black dot, she felt as if she were seeing an abyss.

She's dying.

"Boss Lu, the stove at my house is burning, I need to go back and check on it."

To avoid this weakness being discovered, Shan Hanzhi uttered those words, then turned and left without looking back, her back stiff.

That silhouette looked like it was fleeing in panic.

Lu Wu suppressed a laugh; the reason was obviously fake.

That's unbearable!

And you?

Lu Wu asked the others a sarcastic question.

"Ahem, we're really looking forward to it."

Qin Zhan forced himself to say those words. He wanted to leave too, but he hesitated after seeing Boss Lu's teasing look, because he had to shoulder the responsibility of being the number one tool.

It's just eating insects, isn't it?

You can swallow it with your eyes closed, it doesn't seem too difficult.

This time, who else but me?

The more Qin Zhan thought about it, the more courageous he became, and he couldn't wait to prove it right now.

"Alright, then remember to come and support us tomorrow."

Lu Wu pretended not to see the fear in Qin Zhan's eyes and spoke with a smile.

"Definitely, definitely."

"Definitely, definitely."

The others responded, though somewhat reluctantly.

Those who knew her cooking skills all reacted this way after seeing the insect feast. Lu Wu was looking forward to the feedback from the new diners the next day.

Lu Wu's steps carried a mixture of excitement and schadenfreude.

After watching Lu Wu leave, the group exchanged glances several times on the street, and their treacherous plan was hatched.

"Aren't the followers of the Baozi Cult looking for Boss Lu? As fellow members of the Baozi Cult, we should learn to share."

Qin Zhan spoke with conviction, his expression utterly sincere.

He, Qin Zhan, is wholeheartedly dedicated to the well-being of his companions, and has a clear conscience.

“That makes sense. Here’s what we’ll do: you tell the people from Baozi’s sect that I’ll post on Yijietong to tell them that Boss Lu will be setting up a stall here tomorrow.”

There were too many eager diners.

Once Lu Wu's whereabouts are exposed, many diners will surely come to Tianyi City to share this joy.

Good things should be done together.

Lou Xiaotian, who was quick to act, took out a Yijietong (a type of communication device), and after a moment's thought, began to tap it repeatedly.

Good news! Boss Lu is bringing her delicious food to thank new and old customers. Quantities are limited, first come, first served, while supplies last.

The post quickly caused a sensation after it was published.

During the two weeks that Lu Wu set up his stall in Xizhou, diners in Nanzhou were so hungry that their eyes lit up with envy.

After seeing Lou Xiaotian's post, a group of eager diners packed their bags and set off without hesitation.

Because prolonged hunger causes a decrease in sanity.

They overlooked one problem.

Previously, Qin Zhan and others were eager to keep Boss Lu's whereabouts secret, but this time they took the initiative to reveal it.

It looks suspicious.

Now, the diners don't care about any of that; all they know is that if they don't get to eat Boss Lu's food soon, they'll go crazy.

At this moment, the news page of the "Xi Jinping's Religion" is also very lively.

"Boss Lu is back, that's great!"

"Hehehe, Boss Lu, my Boss Lu, give me a few sucks, ah, that feels good."

"Ready to leave. I live in Hong'an City. Anyone want to join me?"

"You actually believe that? Be careful you don't get scammed."

"Hey upstairs, why is your location getting closer and closer to Tianyi City?"

...

Some were happy, some were crazy, and some were action-oriented.

A large number of diners flocked to Tianyi City. Lu Wu was a celebrity in Nanzhou. In less than half an hour, posts about Lu Wu bringing back new delicacies were all over Yijietong.

Anyone who pays attention will receive related messages.

Whether individual travelers or organized groups of foodies, everyone on Yijietong embarked on a food-loving carnival.

Lu Wu wasn't paying attention to these things for the time being; she was dealing with the insects.

There are many types, and each type requires a different processing method.

In the rented courtyard, insects were moving around in cages or basins.

The sheer number of insects is enough to make someone with trypophobia faint here.

Lu Wu was working with tools, while in the far corner of the yard, the three little ones huddled together, craning their necks to watch, but refusing to come closer.

They weren't afraid of the insects, but there were just too many of them.

These little creatures stayed in a small courtyard, some crawling around on the ground and even making strange noises.

The scene was too beautiful for them to bear.

Looking at the three little quails, Lu Wu didn't force them.

It seems that the food this time was really too impactful for the diners, because even when she invited them, the "tools" (food makers) all made excuses not to come.

Things like bringing in blankets when it rains, or being extorted after helping an elderly woman cross the street...

"Tsk."

Lu Wu smiled and soaked the bamboo worms in lightly salted water.

The most troublesome thing to deal with is grasshoppers. These things need to have their wings and spines removed and then be soaked in salt water, which is a big project.

Lu Wu scooped a grasshopper out of the cage; its greenish-brown body was full of vitality.

Perhaps knowing what awaited them, the grasshoppers writhed fiercely in Lu Wu's hand, their legs trying to cut through Lu Wu's skin to gain their freedom.

The struggle was too weak to cause any harm to Lu Wu.

The scissors fell, and the wings and legs separated from their bodies.

It would be too slow for one person to handle it, so Lu Wu sat up straight and snapped his fingers.

In the sunlight, the shadows cast behind me twisted into all sorts of strange shapes, but soon those changes stabilized.

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