Chapter 74 Meow Meow

Live broadcast room of all worlds.

[It saved my life]

[Where are you going? Is this really the set of "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old"?! ! ! 】

【Cute baby, I want to suck the cute baby, I want to see the cute baby's innocent, clear and stupid (crossed out) eyes, and the cute interaction between the cute baby and the protagonist Ye Qingquan, who wants to see the cute baby selling roast duck at a stall:(((】

[(Eyes dull) Why, this kid named Lanlan is so cute, but why would he use his cute face to do something like that?]

[Family members, who understands? The kid I’m following next door was still crying “Ducks are so cute why do we have to eat them?” But as soon as I entered this live broadcast room, I saw the fair and tender little ball kid skillfully scalding the skin of a dead duck, brushing the skin with water, and plugging it in the oven. Is he thirty years ahead of the other kids? ? ! 】

[Oh no]

[There must be someone behind this kid who is giving him advice... Selling roast duck is quite novel and eye-catching. Many viewers who are tired of ordinary cute kids find this quite interesting at first glance, but I don't think it's sustainable.]

[+1, could he really make delicious roast duck?]

[My family has a master chef who has been making roast duck for 20 years. The skill of roast duck may seem simple, but it tests your cooking skills. You can’t make delicious duck without more than 10 or 20 years of experience.]

[This is just a three and a half year old kid. He will probably go home crying after setting up the stall for half an hour... I feel sorry for him in advance]

[If the roast duck can’t be sold, will he cry? (He holds his head with his hands)]

In the "Genius Baby Three and a Half Years Old" section, most of the audience are gentle and kind. After all, looking at such a group of cute cubs every day can make people much more clear-headed.

Rather than questioning or denying, they were more worried about the future of this cute baby.

Setting up a stall is a cruel and brutal art!

Such a young child actually has to go out and accept the baptism of setting up stalls. It is likely that he will be beaten to a pulp by other professional roast duck restaurants...

I feel sorry for the baby!

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In the dimension of "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old", it is twelve o'clock noon.

With the help of Ye Qingquan, Jian Yunlan hung all twenty roast ducks in the oven, stuffed lychee wood and apple wood into the firewood space below, and lit the charcoal fire.

The roast duck roasted with fruit wood in this way will have a hint of fragrance and be twice as delicious.

Then, the little boy skillfully stepped onto the tricycle and gripped the handlebars.

…He obviously looks only three and a half years old, but whether it is the way he skillfully puts on the small mask and apron, or the way he pedals the tricycle with experience and high-spirited eyes, he looks like a veteran who has twenty years of experience in setting up stalls.

Ye Qingquan looked at his 'genius baby', his expression still dull and dazed.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask:

"You really don't need Dad to go with you to help?"

"No need," the little boy said with a puffy face, like a little adult, "The kindergarten teacher said that we can't ask parents for help. We have to complete everything by ourselves. Only then can it be considered a successful social practice!"

Ye Qingquan: "Okay, okay."

The little tricycle made a humming sound and headed towards the road outside the yard.

Ye Qingquan watched his back as he left.

Twenty seconds later——

Ye Qingquan turned around, put on a hat and a mask, quietly followed the tricycle, and went out.

Although the baby said that he couldn't ask his parents for help, Ye Qingquan was still worried. His baby was only three and a half years old!

Every parent would be worried.

Unlike other planes, the plane of "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old" is a rare hot summer, and it is the hottest time of the day at noon.

Ye Qingquan was afraid of losing his baby, so he was in a hurry when he went out and didn't bring a sun hat or parasol with him.

He thought that there was a high probability that Bao Bao’s roast duck would not be sold anyway, so he would only stay outside for half an hour at most, and then he would have to go home crying. Even if I don't wear a sun hat, I can't stay in the sun for long...

At this time, Ye Qingquan didn't know what a wrong decision this was.

The children's version of the street vendor tricycle, which has been modified by the Kitchen God system, not only has a fully automatic driving cruise system, but is also equipped with a parasol and a small air conditioner. Even the entire tricycle is painted light blue. The little boy sat in the driver's seat, wearing a mask and sunglasses. His posture was so proud and leisurely that it attracted the attention of passers-by.

Such a cute kid with amazing looks riding a lovely tricycle on the road is simply a beautiful sight. Many passers-by couldn't help but whisper:

"It's so cute! Which kid's variety show is this from?"

"He looks like an internet celebrity... maybe the camera is right next to him."

"Why does this tricycle look a bit like a tricycle used for stalls? Is it my illusion?"

The little boy was not shy at all. He answered in a clear and loud voice while riding his tricycle: "Uncles and aunts, my name is Lanlan. I am three and a half years old. I sell roast duck at a stall. If you like roast duck, please come and buy some!"

Everyone was suddenly filled with laughter and confusion.

"Okay, come on, baby!" "Haha, uncles and aunts are rooting for you~" "Business is booming, little boss."

They say this, but few adults really believe it. After all, how could such a little kid go out alone to sell roast duck?

The roast duck was either extremely unpalatable or he didn't roast it at all. Maybe the kid's agent and parents were following behind and filming it. Nowadays, there are all kinds of scripts in the self-media short video track showing off kids, and everyone is used to it.

The house that Ye Qingquan rented was very close to the private restaurant called "Zhu Yuan", and Jian Yunlan arrived at the location five minutes later.

Zhuyuan Private Kitchen, as the most expensive and valuable private kitchen in Beijing, is extraordinary in appearance. Different from the magnificent decoration that gives off a sense of nouveau riche, Zhuyuan Private Kitchen focuses on antiquity and elegance, with green walls, white tiles, a mahogany porch, and goldfish swimming in the cobblestone snack stand, which looks like an ink painting.

Jian Yunlan stopped the tricycle on the street opposite Zhuyuan.

After parking the tricycle, he skillfully laid out the boxes of shredded green onions, cucumbers and dough, placed the WeChat and Alipay payment codes in the middle, and also set up a small pot to cook duck sauce.

There is a lot of knowledge involved in making duck sauce. It uses sweet bean sauce as the base, but scallion oil and spices are added in precise proportions and slowly simmered to further bring out the flavor of the roast duck.

Soon, the sticky duck sauce in the small pot took on a beautiful reddish-brown color and began to bubble.

From the moment the tricycle stopped, the security guard, doorman, lobby manager and others from the Zhuyuan Private Restaurant opposite began to pay attention to this strange little boy.

"We are not allowed to set up stalls within a hundred miles of Zhuyuan," the lobby manager was so angry when he heard the news that he blew his beard and glared, "Who is so ignorant of the rules?"

Zhuyuan is limited to accommodating five tables of guests a day, and reservations have been booked until July of the following year. The guests who come and go are all celebrities and bigwigs from all walks of life.

If the big guys saw that there was a low-end snack stand opposite the private restaurant where they were eating, how much would that lower their status? !

Therefore, every year Zhuyuan pays money to contract the surrounding areas and prohibits street vendors and any other commercial activities.

However, when the lobby manager walked up to the tricycle angrily, he was stunned for a moment.

...a little boy.

When the child stood up, he was not even as tall as his knees. He had a small face like a doughnut, a head of naturally curly hair, and a serious expression on his face.

Little boy, setting up a stall? !

Lobby manager Lao Hu couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"Uncle, this is a social practice activity arranged by our kindergarten. The teacher asked us to sell roast duck on the street to experience the hard work of different professions," the little boy pulled his trouser legs and said pitifully, "It's not profitable, and the money earned will be donated to poor children in mountainous areas."

"...Do you believe me?"

Bang!

A heart-wrenching blow.

Lao Hu did not even have time to think about how a three-year-old child could have such a huge vocabulary. Looking at the little boy's clear and innocent eyes, he could not help but believe it.

Although they forbid stalls in Zhuyuan...

But they strongly support this kind of social welfare activities.

Many of their old customers, bigwigs from all walks of life, are very influential philanthropists. They often attend various charity dinners and donate their love to the mountainous areas. Allowing this kid to do 'public welfare' here wouldn't be considered lowering his status, right?

Moreover, the roast duck sold by a three-year-old child probably wouldn’t taste very good.

Theirs is Zhuyuan Private Kitchen. The most delicious roast duck in Beijing and even in the whole country comes from their Zhuyuan. This kid is overestimating himself and dares to sell roast duck in front of Zhuyuan.

There is a high probability that I will have to go back to my mother crying before I can run the stall for long.

After figuring this out, Lao Hu's inner balance was completely shaken.

He coughed, his eyes wandering: "Well, this situation is rather special. Uncle will discuss it with the team and give you a reply."

"By the way, kid," looking at the roast duck in the oven, Lao Hu had an idea, "How much is this roast duck?"

The reason for asking this question is not because Lao Hu really wants to buy roast duck.

Looking at the cute little kid blinking his big watery eyes, Old Hu thought of his own little daughter and felt a little soft-hearted, trying to coax a child.

Thinking that the child would soon be severely beaten by the cruelty of society, Lao Hu didn't mind spending a little money to buy him a roast duck to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the little boy smiled and said in a childish and cheerful voice: "Uncle, the roast duck is 100 yuan each, and all the profits will be donated to poor mountainous areas."

Old Hu's eyes widened: "...Duo Shao???"

The little boy held up two fingers: "One hundred."

Old Hu: “…”

A roast duck sold by a three-year-old kid who came out of nowhere actually costs a hundred yuan per piece? !

Old Hu was shocked.

Who dares to buy this?

It's really a huge mouth.

It seems that I don’t even need to discuss it with the team.

Anyway, this kid’s roast duck will soon be eliminated from the market.

"Sorry to bother you." Old Hu walked away with a weak step.

In the corner, Ye Qingquan, who was hiding behind the wall and silently watching everything, was relieved when he saw that the lobby manager did not make things difficult for Lan Lan further.

At the same time, looking at Lao Hu's departing back, Jian Yunlan was not discouraged. Instead, he showed an unfathomable smile.

The lobby manager probably won't be back.

In matters like this, if the people do not report it and the officials do not investigate it, it is almost the same as tacit approval.

The item given by the Kitchen God System, 'a sentence that anyone can believe without thinking', is so useful!

Now, all we have to do is wait for the diners to arrive.

Jian Yunlan put the roast duck into the oven and lit it before riding his tricycle out. It takes about thirty to forty minutes to roast the duck. At this time, the fruit wood in the oven is crackling, the temperature is gradually rising, and the time and heat are almost right.

The little boy took out a small folding chair, and then took out a palm-leaf fan from somewhere. He sat on the chair and fanned himself leisurely, watching the fire while fanning.

I have to say, this posture is indeed very masterful.

In the iron barrel oven, the fat on the surface of the roast duck begins to sizzle under the high temperature and gradually begins to emit fragrance.

The fragrance drifted along the air outlet of the tricycle oven...

Not far away, Ye Qingquan was scorching in the scorching sun. He fanned himself with his hands while thinking about something absent-mindedly.

"The weather is so hot, the baby will get tired of setting up the stall soon, and he won't be able to sell anything," Ye Qingquan muttered, "When the time comes, I have to comfort him and not let his young heart get hurt."

I will definitely be able to take my baby home and enjoy air conditioning soon.

must……

Suddenly, a rich aroma wafted from the oven on the small tricycle.

Ye Qingquan stopped fanning with his hands.

Wh-what scent? !

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Many passers-by were stunned by the rich aroma of roast duck.

Many people subconsciously moved their noses and began to look for the source of the fragrance.

A little girl, carrying a schoolbag, was being led by her grandmother towards the primary school. The kindergarten's lunch break is over. The girl had just finished lunch at her grandmother's house and had to go back to the kindergarten for the afternoon class.

Smelling the fragrance, the little girl's stomach started to growl again for some reason even though she had just finished lunch.

She sat down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum:

"Grandma, grandma, I don't want to go to kindergarten, I want to eat roast duck!"

The little girl smelled the fragrance, and of course Grandma Liu smelled it too.

Not to mention the little girl, even Grandma Liu, who lived for more than seventy years, had never smelled such delicious roast duck.

"This roast duck is really delicious," Grandma Liu swallowed her saliva and looked for the source of the aroma, "Let me look for it..."

If it's not expensive, she wouldn't mind buying one for her granddaughter to try and to satisfy her own craving.

…Following the scent, Grandma Liu soon saw the flamboyantly decorated sign of "Zhu Yuan".

The aroma of roast duck came from there.

Grandma Liu's expression changed immediately. She pulled her granddaughter up and held her in her arms: "Come on, why are you eating roast duck?! The roast duck outside is not clean. Grandma will go back and roast it for you!"

Grandma Liu's eyesight was not very good, and she could not see clearly what was in front of the bamboo garden, but she confirmed that the aroma of roast duck came from the bamboo garden, and she had already come to a conclusion in her heart:

This roast duck is the famous Zhuyuan roast duck!

No wonder it smells so good.

Although she had passed this road before to pick up her children from kindergarten, she had never smelled such a fragrant smell, but Grandma Liu did not think about it too much.

“Wow, wow, wow! Roast duck, I want roast duck!!!” Realizing that she could not eat roast duck, the little girl burst into tears and was carried to the kindergarten by her grandmother, “Grandma, please, wow, wow…”

Some passers-by couldn't stand it anymore: "Grandma, if your kid wants to eat roast duck, just buy her one."

"Yes, yes, this roast duck does smell delicious. I want to get one."

"Look how pitifully the little girl is crying, tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

Many of them are tourists from other places. They are not familiar with the local situation in Beijing, and many passers-by are eager to try it.

I have always known that Beijing’s roast duck is famous.

When I smell it now, the roast duck on the roadside can be so fragrant, it really lives up to its reputation!

Grandma Liu sighed: "The roast duck at Zhuyuan costs two to three thousand yuan each. How can ordinary people like us afford it?"

After saying that, Grandma Liu quickened her pace and walked away holding the crying little girl.

Everyone followed her gaze and discovered that the aroma of roast duck came from the direction of Zhuyuan.

The restlessness in my heart immediately subsided.

...Although they are tourists from other places, they have also heard of the fame of the Beijing Zhuyuan private cuisine.

Not only does a roast duck cost two to three thousand yuan per piece, but it is also in short supply and the line for reservations stretches until the year after next.

Many second-generation rich young men and women have to spend all kinds of money and use connections to be able to go in and have a meal. How can ordinary people like them dream of having a roast duck of this quality?

"Oh, I must be reborn as a rich person in my next life."

"Yes, it was only when I smelled the aroma of this roast duck that I realized for the first time that the happiness of rich people is beyond our imagination..."

"It smells so good and I want to eat it. I can't wipe away my saliva. I'm going to fight with these rich people!!!"

Everyone sighed and shook their heads.

If you can't eat roast duck, smelling it will only add to your sadness.

Everyone wore masks and pulled up their collars solemnly to block themselves from the temptation of the fragrance, and left with reluctance.

At the same time, at the entrance of Zhuyuan.

The rich aroma of roast duck made Xu Shishi, who had just walked out of the bamboo garden, dizzy.

This roast duck...is so delicious!

Xu Shishi couldn't help but move her nose. The aroma of the roast duck was mixed with a hint of fruity fragrance. Just smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help herself.

"Miss, your Lamborghini has arrived," the doorman handed her the keys respectfully, "Please take care."

Xu Shishi took the key absentmindedly.

At the same time, a very crisp 'gurgling' sound came from her stomach.

Doorman: “…”

Xu Shishi: “…………”

This is a bit embarrassing!

As the eldest daughter of the Xu family and the next heir, Xu Shishi was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. But even so, she had been waiting for half a year, queuing for a whole year, and using all kinds of connections before she was finally able to eat Zhuyuan's roast duck.

The prices at Zhuyuan are very expensive, but the roast duck is really delicious, with good color, aroma and taste, and it lives up to its reputation.

Moreover, the portion of roast duck was not small. Xu Shishi’s stomach was so full after eating it that the second before she walked out of Zhuyuan Gate, she was still thinking that she didn’t want to eat roast duck in the next few months.

But at this moment, smelling the roast duck, she felt hungry again!

How is this possible? ? !

Others thought that the aroma of roast duck came from the bamboo garden, but Xu Shishi knew that was not the case at all. She had just finished eating Zhuyuan Roast Duck. The roast duck did smell delicious, but it was not so fragrant that it could spread ten miles away and make people drool.

Where does the aroma of this roast duck come from? It is even more fragrant than the famous Zhuyuan Roast Duck?

At the same time, the murmurings of people in the distance came with the wind.

Xu Shishi was standing in a favorable direction, and since she had always had better hearing than others, she naturally heard most of the tourists' discussions:

"It's so good to be rich, to be able to eat such delicious roast duck." "Let's fight with those rich people!"

Xu Shishi: “…”

Even the rich people can’t eat such delicious roast duck!

Thinking about the whole year she had waited, and the nearly six-figure bill she had just paid at Zhuyuan, Xu Shishi felt like she had been wronged.

A gust of wind blew, and the aroma of roast duck came over me again.

Xu Shishi let her instinct take over control of her body and walked towards the fragrance in a daze.

Soon, she stopped in front of a tricycle across the street.

The closer you get to the tricycle, the stronger the fragrance becomes.

It can almost take away one's soul!

Xu Shishi asked eagerly: "Boss, how much is this roast duck?"

A soft child's voice replied, "Roast duck is one hundred yuan each."

Xu Shishi's eyes were almost glued to the roast duck in the oven.

Through the transparent cover, you can see the roast duck in the oven sizzling with oil. Under the bright light, the duck's skin is bright red and plump, and oil is still dripping down...

Wouldn't this make people eat so much that they die? !

To be able to make such a fragrant and delicious roast duck, the stall owner must have at least twenty years of experience in this field. He might even be a hermit master. This kind of roast duck is not available everywhere.

"Give me a roast duck!" Xu Shishi acted decisively, took out her mobile phone, scanned the code and paid.

Although a roast duck that costs one hundred yuan is not cheap, for a rich second-generation like Xu Shishi, it is no different from ten yuan.

"Okay sister." The little boy replied sweetly.

Only then did Xu Shishi react.

'elder sister'……?

She looked up at the stall owner who she thought had 'at least twenty years of experience'.

——The boy wearing a mask and a small apron has a pair of big, clear and bright eyes and baby fat on his cheeks, making him look chubby and cute.

The little boy lay on the tricycle and skillfully reached out and lifted a whole roast duck out of the oven.

The little boy curved his eyes and smiled brightly: "Sister, do you want to take the whole roast duck away, or should I cut it up and pack it for you?"

Xu Shishi: “…”

ah? ? ? ?

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At the same time, Wanjie live broadcast room.

The audience in the "Genius Baby Three and a Half Years Old" section were shocked again and again by the unconventional behavior of this cub named 'Lanlan'. They had countless question marks in their minds, but they couldn't help but watch on curiously to see what would happen.

At the same time, Jian Yunlan's fans were anxiously looking for him.

A few hours ago, the moment Jian Yunlan jumped off the All Worlds Shuttle Train, his live broadcast room was cut off.

As for where Boss Jian went, the official Wanjie has not given an explanation so far.

Audiences and fans from all dimensions are getting anxious!

The audience couldn't wait and began to look for Boss Jian in various melodramatic articles...

Many people glanced at "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old" but did not click on it.

They don't want to waste time.

——After all, their Xiao Lan is a food stall blogger, and has nothing to do with this area that only shows off babies, so what relationship could there be? !