There was nothing I could do; those pancakes were just too delicious.
They were hired to boost Boss Lu's popularity, but the employer specifically requested that Boss Lu not discover they were shills.
Anyway, the boss pays, and Number One thinks he's just a pile of shit... well, he's really no good at shit.
Let's start over!
Even if the food is terrible, he will still praise and acknowledge it in a professional manner.
But to his surprise, Mr. Lu's pancakes were not only not bad, but they were even better than he had imagined.
Three are definitely not enough.
He originally wanted to tell his companions that the pancakes were even worse than rice cakes, but he felt sorry for them and had to bear the suffering alone.
When he returned, he couldn't hide his expression, which alerted Number Two, who then subjected him to severe interrogation.
Looking at the few pancakes left in Number Two's hand, Number One secretly leaned over and whispered.
"Sell me two portions... no, one is fine, I'll pay, double the price, okay?"
He was filled with deep regret.
I should have bought more.
"hehe!"
Number Two chuckled, gave Number One a look that suggested Number One could figure it out for himself, then turned his back to Number One and began to eat heartily in the corner.
Is it really that delicious?
Number Three, smelling the aroma wafting from Number Two's direction, said, "Brother, we know each other inside and out, you don't need to put on an act in front of me."
He clearly didn't believe it.
"Then how about I go this time? I'll just change my face and I guarantee I won't be recognized."
Number One saw a glimmer of hope and immediately rushed to Number Three's side, fawning over him.
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