"Then you can help me ask."
Upon hearing this seemingly irresponsible remark, Zheng Wenrun's lips twitched uncontrollably twice, and he looked Ling Miao up and down.
He said with a hint of disdain, "Fine."
"My teacher..."
After recounting Ling Miao's story, Zheng Wenrun's expression changed, and he hesitated, his face slowly turning red.
The thought of coming here to compete with someone, only to lose and be left here, filled him with shame and anger, making him wish he could disappear into the ground.
How should he talk to the teacher?
He said he lost a cooking competition to someone?
Not only did they lose the cooking competition, but they also lost to their own people?
No matter which sentence is brought up, the teacher would probably beat him to death.
Zheng Wenrun had a blank expression, looking somewhat resigned to his fate.
Moreover, he ran away this time, and the teacher probably doesn't know that he secretly went to Tadar.
Sentenced for both crimes, Zheng Wenrun was speechless.
After waiting in the live stream for half a day, Pang Wensheng finally realized who that familiar voice belonged to.
He frowned, his expression unreadable. Wasn't this his prized disciple?
Now look what's happened! He's gone out and made a fool of himself, losing in cooking and embarrassing himself too.
He has completely lost face as a teacher.
Pang Wensheng simply couldn't bear to look.
He angrily turned his head away and turned off the live stream.
When the fragrance that filled his nose and the lingering taste on his lips and tongue suddenly disappeared, Pang Wensheng couldn't help but regret it.
He can eat his food; what does it have to do with that brat?
After a moment's thought and a fierce internal struggle, Pang Wensheng felt at ease and started the live stream.
But the live stream page in front of me was completely black.
—The streamer you are following has ended their broadcast.
Pang Wensheng: "..."
He sulked for a while, then suddenly remembered Zheng Wenrun, who was still in Tar.
A sudden inspiration struck me, and I couldn't help but grin.
His own apprentices are all in Tadar, so why can't he go?
Pang Wensheng was always a man of action, and he immediately bought the nearest Starship ticket.
He waited happily for the time to pass, only to see that Ling Miao's account on the StarNet had posted an update.
Tasty Restaurant: It is expected to be suspended for half a month after one week.
This cold, impersonal post didn't even have a picture attached; the text alone was enough to bring countless people to tears.
【No, streamer!!!】
[Fine, fine, you're really forcing me, aren't you? You win, please [begging and crying]JPG.]
[I told you long ago there would be no benefit in hiring people [smile][smile]JPG.]
I've never seen such a lazy streamer before!
[Just let yourself be lazy!!!]
[Starting today, I'm cursing you every day. [smile][smile]JPG]
[Agreed. I'll stop when you come back. [smile]JPG]
[Where's the shop? Where's the shop?! The show's been cancelled, but the shop can't be closed! [crying][crying]JPG]
This sudden move not only caused widespread outrage among netizens, but also alarmed the guests still on Tadar.
They flocked to Ling Miao's restaurant, each of them looking panicked.
"Manager, you're not going to close the restaurant, are you?"
"Yeah, this business is so good, don't close it down."
"Live streaming is too tiring, I can take a break, but the store can't be closed."
"Yeah, yeah."
Upon hearing this, the previously chaotic crowd instantly fell silent, and the same awkward expression appeared on everyone's face.
It's as if they only care about eating and don't care about the store manager/livestreamer.
I don't know which idiot said that.
Even if I really thought that, how could I say it out loud?
Everyone secretly scorned him and quickly tried to cover it up.
"Running both live streams and online stores is really tiring. It's better to close one of them."
"That means I've never seen a boss as hardworking as him. He not only opens the store every day, but also does live streams."
"That's amazing!"
"Yeah yeah"
Ling Miao looked at the group of people in front of her, who were talking amongst themselves, and noticed the cautious look on their faces. She felt a little embarrassed.
She pursed her lips, unsure of what to say.
I wish I had released this news later.
It's also her fault.
Ling Miao tapped her head. At the time, she was only thinking about appearing on variety shows, earning deliciousness points, and spreading the word about food. She never imagined that she would own a restaurant.
Seeing her hesitation, the large group of guests in front of her seemed to know the answer as well, and they all covered their faces and cried, but still forced a smile.
"It's alright, boss. Go ahead and do what you need to do. We'll wait for you to come back."
"Yeah yeah."
"If you have something to do, then get busy."
Upon hearing this, Ling Miao couldn't help but shrink back, her eyes darting around.
If they saw themselves on a variety show...
Ling Miao couldn't help but shudder. Looking at the group of diners in front of her, whose eyes were filled with grievance but who were trying their best to understand her, she felt a sense of regret (not really/fear) for the first time.
She pursed her lips, hesitating slightly before speaking.
She was suddenly bumped in the elbow, and when she turned to look, Zheng Wenrun was looking at her.
Ling Miao's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "Don't worry, the shop won't close down."
As she spoke, she took a step back, revealing Zheng Wenrun standing to her side, "This is our restaurant's new head chef,"
Ling Miao smiled and said, "Those who watched the live stream should already know."
"I know, I know!"
The crowd immediately stirred, and a voice of agreement rang out.
"The crispy roasted pigeon is really delicious!"
"That's right! It's not much worse than the streamers!"
Zheng Wenrun had just raised his head, but upon hearing these words, it immediately drooped back down.
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