The diners already knew about her soup base before it was even served.
My Diners Can Predict the Future
Many novel titles floated through Lu Wu's mind.
"Ahem, I guessed it because I found out that you bought a lot of pickled peppers, Mr. Lu."
The diners laughed it off and quickly made up an excuse.
The Grand Elder said that no member of the Baozi Cult should disturb Boss Lu's life. He couldn't let Boss Lu think that they were dark little bugs in the corner, staring at Boss Lu's little plot of land like madmen every day.
"Oh, I see."
Lu Wu nodded, relieved.
She didn't try to hide herself when she went out shopping, so it's normal that she was recognized.
"You're quite smart."
Looking beyond the surface to the essence, that's what "My Diners Can See Through Everything" is all about—it's definitely worth watching.
"Really? Hehe."
Unexpectedly, the diner, who had been praised by his own cult leader, scratched his head and grinned foolishly.
This must be the leader's affirmation of their sect and its followers.
I need to work harder in the future.
And so, a beautiful misunderstanding was born.
There were many diners, and Lu Wu noticed many unfamiliar faces at a glance, who must be locals.
Lu Wu didn't say anything more and got right to work.
The three new soup bases have attracted the attention of many diners as soon as they were launched.
Those diners standing nearby, though unable to eat yet, craned their necks to sniff the aroma.
Next door was a casino, and outside the casino, a group of diners were intoxicated, their eyes glazed over, seemingly floating on air.
If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd stumbled into some kind of adult content; it's pretty creepy.
"Your skewers are ready."
Lu Wu, not wanting to be swept, quickly reminded him.
Family members, she is a legitimate food stall owner, absolutely law-abiding and does not engage in any illegal activities.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
