Chapter 25 Meow
Soon, the first serving of fried rice came out of the pot.
The golden egg shreds evenly cover the surface of the fried rice. The fried rice grains are distinct, and each grain is an attractive golden color. The rich aroma of the fried rice is mixed with the sour and refreshing lemon scent.
The chopped luncheon meat was fried until slightly charred and greasy, dotted with green chives and yellow lemon zest...
The hot steam rose up along with the fried rice. Wen Moli's mouth kept secreting saliva. She couldn't help it anymore and scooped up a big mouthful of fried rice into her mouth.
The rice was fried to perfection, soft in texture, and covered with fragrant egg liquid. The aroma of the burnt egg and the rice made people feel extremely satisfied. The luncheon meat fried over a high fire was hot and crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat oil flowed out as you chewed, but was diluted by the sweetness of the corn and the sourness of the lemon.
Wen Moli had never eaten fried rice with lemon, and she had previously suspected that it might be a dark dish. But I didn’t expect that the lemon in this bowl of fried rice was simply a stroke of genius.
Lemon brings a refreshing taste that dilutes the greasiness of luncheon meat and fried rice, and adds a finishing touch of umami to the oily and salty fried rice. It is sour and fragrant, salty and fresh. The satisfaction of the fried luncheon meat, the hot fried rice, and the freshness of the lemon combine together to form a rich taste that makes people can't stop!
Wen Moli: "It's delicious, so delicious!"
The hunger after a whole day is completely cured at this moment, and I feel full of happiness while chewing.
Wen Moli ate the fried rice in big mouthfuls, not caring about her manners. She ate with relish and forgot everything else.
The diners who were still hesitating around them saw the extremely tempting fried rice and saw Wen Moli's reaction, so they stopped hesitating and made a prompt decision:
"Boss, I want some fried rice too."
"This lemon smells so good, give me a bowl with more lemon!"
"My daughter and I will each have one, thank you, boss~"
Orders came in like snowflakes. The fried rice stall, which was deserted not long ago, suddenly became lively and there was even a long queue!
The owners of the surrounding snack stalls all looked at him sideways.
I see the stall owner has changed. Is he calling for reinforcements?
This is no ordinary rescue, it can bring a snack stand back to life within ten minutes.
I’m afraid they are heavenly soldiers and generals!
Gu Xingzhou looked extremely ugly.
He couldn't accept that his two hours of hard work was not as good as Jian Yunlan's ten minutes.
Gu Xingzhou looked at the enthusiastic customers, then at the fragrant fried rice boiling in the pot, his brows furrowed.
...Isn't it just a street food stall?
Is it that exaggerated?
Suddenly, Jian Yunlan's voice came.
Jian Yunlan glanced at Gu Xingzhou and said naturally:
"Why are you just standing there? Greet the guests, hand out napkins to everyone, and remember the order in which everyone lines up. Don't mess things up."
Gu Xingzhou subconsciously wanted to refuse.
Who are you, Jian Yunlan, to dare to order me around? !
But, looking at the expectant eyes of the diners in line. There were so many people, men and women, young and old, of all ages and in all kinds of clothing, but without exception, everyone's face was full of smiles and anticipation for the food.
Those lively faces and bright eyes make people feel the most simple beauty of life in the bustling atmosphere of the night market.
Gu Xingzhou had a strange feeling inside, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"Big brother, can you give me and my mom a napkin?" asked a little girl with pigtails.
She was the little girl who was scared to tears by Gu Xingzhou just now.
Faced with the temptation of delicious food, she was no longer afraid and mustered up the courage to ask Gu Xingzhou for napkins.
For some unknown reason, Gu Xingzhou took a napkin from the table and handed it to him.
"Thank you, brother!" The little girl smiled sweetly.
More and more people looked at Gu Xingzhou and asked him for napkins.
So many people, so many pairs of eyes, watching eagerly.
Before Gu Xingzhou could think about it, he started to move on his own, handing out napkins, issuing queue numbers, helping Jian Yunlan, and even packing, packaging, and soliciting customers...
An hour later, when Gu Xingzhou realized it.
——With his sleeves rolled up high and wearing a smart apron, he was sweating profusely as he worked busily at the fried rice stall. He was no different from those 'common people' whom he once looked down upon the most.
Gu Xingzhou: “?”
Who cast a curse on him?
Gu Xingzhou frowned, and began to exude an aura of finality, confidence and calmness. He said in a domineering tone as if he was in control of the overall situation: "I won't -" I quit!
This is outrageous!
"Hey, little guy, I need two napkins and a pair of chopsticks, thank you!" An auntie next to him leaned over.
Gu Xingzhou broke down in a second, and a sincere business smile appeared on his face: "Okay, please wait a moment."
Gu Xingzhou: “???”
Was he possessed? !
It's the body that moves on its own!
Gu Xingzhou looked at the bustling crowd in front of him.
Customers kept getting the hot fried rice and started eating it right there, gobbling it up in a sweat and making happy noises from time to time:
“It’s delicious, so healing, and warms my stomach.”
"Xiaobao, go buy one for your grandpa as well. It's rare for him to be interested in snacks, haha."
"Sister, give me a taste, quickly, I'm hungry!"
A few high school students gathered together, laughing and talking about exams, love, and family matters. They each had a portion of fried rice to eat, and from time to time they would secretly scoop some from their friends' bowls. They were noisy and happily enjoying the leisure time of their busy youth.
There was an old couple, the old man leaning on a cane, the old woman wearing false teeth, the two stood in the gentle evening breeze, they supported each other, head to head, quietly and happily sharing the same fried rice, their love settled with the years;
There was also a mother and daughter. The mother held the little girl in her arms. The little girl buried her head in eating fried rice, her eyes curved like crescent moons. From time to time, she looked up at her mother, picked up the fried rice, and said, "Mom, you eat too, this is delicious." The mother also smiled, touched the girl's nose, and scraped the rice grains from the girl's mouth...
Watching these scenes, Gu Xingzhou was trembling inside and speechless.
After a long time, he thought of his mother.
He has very few memories of his mother, who left him too early. He was also asked to grow up quickly, become independent and be able to help his father. But in the few memories of his mother, it was an ordinary evening, the house was filled with the aroma of food, his mother smiled, scratched his nose, and called him a "little greedy cat"...
Later, his mother passed away and as time passed, Gu Xingzhou left the greenhouse early and began to go to social places with his father at the age of ten.
Over the past twenty years, Gu Xingzhou has attended countless banquets, and has interacted with celebrities and well-known figures in society. Everyone was dressed in suits, driving luxury cars and watches. Everything they said was planned in advance so there wouldn't be any mistakes. Everything was extremely proper, and they always had a polite and impeccable smile on their faces.
However, all the smiles that Gu Xingzhou had seen in the past were not as touching as the happy and pure smiles of the ordinary people in front of him.
Amidst all this happiness, Jian Yunlan was surrounded by everyone's eager gazes. Holding the spatula, she skillfully and seriously fried one serving of hot and delicious fried rice after another, bringing smiles to more and more people.
Gu Xingzhou had to admit that Jian Yunlan's fried rice must be very delicious. Otherwise, people wouldn't be so enthusiastic about it, buying one after another, and wouldn't show such an expression of incomparable satisfaction when immersed in the food...
When Gu Xingzhou gradually realized that he had contributed to the smiles of these people, he suddenly felt a strange yet familiar happiness.
He is just an ordinary person after all.
...Wait, he is Gu Xingzhou, should he be an ordinary person?
No, it's not. He is the president of Yuanzhou Group, a high-ranking official.
The two voices in his mind were fighting each other, and Gu Xingzhou suddenly felt a sense of disharmony, even like his soul was suddenly pulled away -
The feeling came out of nowhere.
...Why would he force Ning Sheng, blackmail Ning Sheng with money, and even plan to destroy Ning Sheng's career?
Gu Xingzhou recalled with some disbelief what he had done in the past.
Is that really him?
In a trance, Gu Xingzhou seemed to see a book with the words "Paranoia Monopoly" written on the cover. A very strong supreme will emanated from the book, and that supreme will turned into a voice, saying in his ear:
"In order to get Ning Sheng, you must use any means necessary, force him, and monopolize him, even if the price is to destroy his life."
There were more noisy voices, whispering, "Ahhh, so bad but so sour, that's right!" "The more paranoid and morbid he is, the happier the readers will be, believe me~" "Isn't it the taste of reading melodramatic novels!"
Those countless words turned into thin threads, holding him, pushing him forward, pushing an innocent life into the abyss, destroying together, entangled to death.
Gu Xingzhou suddenly felt very cold.
"Are you okay?"
A gentle voice in his ear brought him back to reality.
The chill disappeared, replaced by the warm smell of a busy city and the sizzling sound of hot oil.
The blurry vision gradually became clear.
Gu Xingzhou looked closely and saw Jian Yunlan's beautiful face in front of him. Her dark blue eyes were staring at Gu Xingzhou with a suspicious expression.
"I, I'm fine." Gu Xingzhou said in a daze.
What just happened? What did he see and hear?
It was as if he had just touched upon some deep secret, but it was immediately buried in darkness by an invisible hand and could not be seen clearly.
What was he just thinking about?
He vaguely remembered that he was thinking about the lively happiness and the daily life of the world. But more than that, I don’t remember.
"If you have nothing else to do, just keep working." Jian Yunlan looked at Gu Xingzhou, who was standing there without working, with a condemning look.
Labor is the most glorious, and getting something without work is the most shameful!
Gu Xingzhou: “…”
"Oh, and I think there aren't many ingredients left. I can make two more." Jian Yunlan looked at the jars where the ingredients were stored and said to Gu Xingzhou, "Do you want me to make one for you?"
It was obvious that Gu Xingzhou didn't usually do heavy physical labor, but after helping for two hours, he was already sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
But Jian Yunlan, because of his abundant experience in setting up stalls and his natural divine power, was neither blushing nor out of breath at this time, but was sweating slightly.
As a very kind boss, Jian Yunlan would of course not pay Gu Xingzhou a salary, but if he was hungry, she could reluctantly cook him a meal.
What a great boss I am, not a black heart at all. Jian Yunlan gave herself a thumbs up.
As we were talking, another serving of fried rice came out of the pot.
"Do you want it? If you do, this one is for you." Jian Yunlan said.
The loose golden rice is oily under the light, accompanied by the aroma of lemon and the crispness of luncheon meat. The whole bowl of fried rice shines like a golden legend.
Gu Xingzhou stared at the fried rice.
He swallowed unconsciously without even realizing it.
So many people are eating it with gusto and praising it highly, which means that this egg fried rice is really delicious, right?
but……
Gu Xingzhou closed his eyes.
Haha, interesting.
The self-control he was so proud of was almost broken.
But he is Gu Xingzhou, the man who holds the lifeline of the global economy!
When Gu Xingzhou opened his eyes again, his domineering and cold eyes were full of resistance and disdain. He said condescendingly: "Street snacks? Humph. In my life, I will only eat Ah Sheng's--"
A boy next to him saw the fried rice coming out of the pot and immediately asked excitedly: "Boss, if he doesn't want this portion of fried rice, can you sell it to me?"
"OK."
Jian Yunlan handed him the fried rice. The boy quickly scanned the code to pay. He was so excited about having found a big bargain that he squatted beside the place and started eating.
Gu Xingzhou: “…”
Looking at the fried rice that originally belonged to him but had now entered someone else's mouth, Gu Xingzhou's eyes were red with anger.
He used all the self-control that he was so proud of to control himself and not rush over to snatch the fried rice from the boy.
His, it's obviously his!
Gu Xingzhou's eyes were burning with a domineering and strong possessive desire. He stared closely at... the boy and the fried rice in his hand.
The boy shivered a little, holding the fried rice in his arms, and ate the whole bowl of fried rice in just a few bites, then burped: "Burp."
Gu Xingzhou: “…”
After a long silence, Gu Xingzhou said sternly, "I don't even bother eating those street food. This kind of trick can't hurt me at all."
It's just a fatal injury, not worth mentioning.
Gu Xingzhou clenched his teeth and almost tasted blood in his throat.
The last serving of fried rice was successfully sold. Jian Yunlan showed the empty pot and bowed to everyone: "Today's fried rice is sold out. Thank you all for your support!"
There was applause from the crowd.
“It’s so delicious, woooo, boss, you are a god!
"Will you come tomorrow too? Please, please, please!"
"Thank you for the delicious food, which brought me and my family such a happy time..."
Amid the crowd's reluctant pleas to stay, Jian Yunlan rode her tricycle and gracefully exited the stage.
Gu Xingzhou sat in the back seat of the tricycle, looking disheveled and not looking like a president at all. He was carried away by the tricycle covered in dust and dirt.
fried rice……
That fried rice is greasy and doesn't look tasty!
It’s definitely not as delicious as the fried rice that Ah Sheng once made for him!
Gu Xingzhou could only force himself to think so.
Live broadcast room of all worlds.
【……】
【? ? ? ? 】
[Who among the family members understands?]
[Is Gu Xingzhou such a character?] ? ! Ahhh, someone come out and explain? ? Is there a bug in the plot? ! ! 】
[Boss Jian did a great job~]
[I told you a long time ago that God Jian made all the arrangements freely. This is all part of his plan (an unfathomable and mysterious smile)]
[User [Mashu loves meat] gave anchor [Jian Yunlan] a helicopter x1]
[Sister Mashu, you are here! 】
[Fuck, not only Sister Mashu, but Ning Sheng’s fans have also started to spend money like crazy. They are really rich. I’m so envious. There are so many rich women in this world. What’s wrong with one more of me? QAQ Dark crawling]
Ever since Jian Yunlan proposed the ingenious suggestion of "letting Gu Xingzhou set up a stall", the plot has been like a wild horse running away, galloping in a mysterious direction in a way that no one could predict.
Is this Gu Xingzhou still the overbearing president who has the final say and is arrogant and unruly? !
Whose domineering president has been busy at the snack stand all night long?
Which domineering CEO would show a sincere business smile and hand out napkins to everyone?
What kind of domineering president would stare at a bowl of fried rice that he hasn’t eaten with green eyes!
Gu Xingzhou’s fans vomited blood.
In the live broadcast rooms of other anchors, Gu Xingzhou is still the overbearing president who controls the lifeline of the global economy. He often has a mysterious smile on his lips. While chatting and laughing, he can cause several companies to go bankrupt in an instant.
Other anchors also have to spend twice as much effort and hard work to squeeze into Gu Xingzhou's sight, become his confidant, friend, and follower, and thereby influence the direction of the original plot...
But Jian Yunlan...
What kind of magical power do he and his shabby snack stand have? ! !
Before, some people had opened the betting market to bet on who would win in the match between Jian Yunlan and Gu Xingzhou. Now, all those who bet on Gu Xingzhou have lost everything and are wailing on the rooftops...
Because of this amazing development, Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room also made great progress on the "Plot Cracking List" and directly entered the top ten!
What’s even more outrageous is that one of Jian Yunlan’s fans edited the clips from the live broadcast into a short video with the title “The domineering president was humiliated and forced! He was sweating profusely and his face was red…” and posted it online.
This extremely explosive title instantly attracted a large number of anxious viewers to click in.
Click in and find out——
"Being humiliated and forced" means being forced to set up a snack stall.
"Working hard with a sweat and a red face" means working at a snack stand and helping to attract customers and distribute tableware until you are sweating profusely.
[Everyone is busy, so please don’t spread any information that is not obscure. Thank you (smile) (smile)]
[Gu Xingzhou?] ! Is this the crazy and gloomy CEO Gu Xingzhou in "Paranoia"? ! 】
【I saw a ghost】
[Which anchor is this? Let me appreciate it hehehe]
And Jian Yunlan's fans also arrived in time:
[Room number 6666, simple, blue sky and white clouds, let’s go all the way! The handsome anchor is on the (love) line (love) walking the (love) plot (love), full of passion and tension, just pay attention and you won’t get lost! 】
[The clouds are light, the wind is blue, and a simple snack stand can heal your day's fatigue. Happiness is so simple~]
[We are a very friendly big family. New viewers, don’t be afraid, come quickly, hehehehehe…]
With such a warm welcome, many new viewers clicked into Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room without knowing it.
And Jian Yunlan's fan club - mainly composed of the abstract school with beautiful mental states, supplemented by the mysterious 'God Jian has his own arrangements' school led by Mashu - were behind the screen, smiling lovingly and gazing at this group of simple and ignorant new viewers.
Join the glorious evolution!
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Just when Jian Yunlan’s night market stall had just finished.
On a certain audio platform, a marriage proposal video quietly became popular.
During her free time during evening self-study, Lu Qiuqiu was quietly browsing Douyin on her phone when she saw this video.
The video was shot from a bystander's perspective. In the video, the groom knelt on one knee, holding a diamond ring in his left hand and fried rice in his right hand...
Wait, right hand fried rice?
Lu Qiuqiu had already rowed away, but couldn't help but look back and rubbed her eyes to make sure she was not seeing things.
Who proposes with fried rice?
Shouldn't there be only romantic things like roses, dolls, and gifts? Wouldn't the bride just turn hostile and leave?
Unexpectedly, the bride not only did not turn hostile and leave, but was very moved and agreed to the proposal. The onlookers around were also very moved and said with their noses:
"He loves her so much!" "This is the highest form of love" "I want to get married too~"
The video ends with the young couple chasing after the boss's tricycle, shouting: "Godfather, godfather, our wedding wish is to have one more bowl of fried rice..."
This video has been forwarded tens of thousands of times, with all the comments being full of laughter, and it has also been edited into various hilarious proposal compilations. And "I'll give you all the fried rice from now on" has become a hot meme today, with many couple bloggers using the meme to express their love to each other.
Lu Qiuqiu was shocked.
Is it her problem or someone else's problem? Why does it feel like this world is a little mysterious?
But if you look closely, the fried rice in the groom's hand in the video does look good, with an attractive color... slurp, it really tastes good just by looking at it!
There are also many people asking in the comment section: [I want all the information about this fried rice within three minutes! 】【Where can you buy such delicious fried rice?】【That pickled cabbage looks so good (drooling)】
Lu Qiuqiu patted her deskmate Tong Ling on the shoulder and called her, "Look at this video, it's so strange, is the pickled cabbage fried rice really that delicious?"
Tong Ling is the top student in the class. Unlike Lu Qiuqiu, she doesn't even have a smart phone. Because of her poor family background, Tong Ling had to get up before dawn every day to help her grandfather set up a stall in the vegetable market. After setting up the stall, she immediately rode her bicycle to school. Even so, she could always stay in the top ten in the grade. She is truly an amazing person.
But Tong Ling's family is so poor that she can't even afford a new school uniform. In the past two years, she has been wearing old patched uniforms. She even wore her shoes even though they were cracked. Everyone feels sorry for her.
Tong Ling took a look at the video and saw a tricycle flashing by in the corner of the video. She smiled and said, "It's Boss Jian's tricycle."
Lu Qiuqiu: "Wow, you know the fried rice owner? The whole internet is looking for how to buy this pickled cabbage fried rice!"
"Not only do I know them," Tong Ling said proudly, "the pickled cabbage in the pickled cabbage fried rice was all pickled in my family."
Tong Ling was so happy to see that her own sauerkraut was cooked into delicious food by Boss Jian and was liked by so many people.
Lu Qiuqiu looked at the video, then at Tong Ling, and suddenly an idea popped up in her mind: "You say, if you promote this pickled cabbage fried rice and say that the pickled cabbage is pickled by your family, and then open a small online store or something, wouldn't that be extremely rich!"
Tong Ling's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed. She waved her hand and said, "I don't understand this."
She can't even afford a smartphone. People like Lu Qiuqiu can play around with all the rules on the Internet, but Tong Ling can't.
Tong Ling only knows how to study. As long as she keeps studying hard and gets into a good university in the future, maybe her life will change.
But Lu Qiuqiu pushed her away and said, "What are you afraid of? You don't understand, but I do. I'll help you."
Lu Qiuqiu did what he said. He asked Tong Ling for some photos of sauerkraut and posted a message on a certain audio channel.
They thought they would have to wait a long time before they got their first customer, but unexpectedly someone came to them very quickly:
[Is this really the sauerkraut that Boss Jian purchased? I ate it once and couldn’t forget it. I always wanted to eat it again.]
Tong Ling replied: [Guaranteed genuine! 】
The first customer who bought the sauerkraut came to the market to pick it up that day and was very satisfied after eating it.
Although my cooking skills are not as good as Boss Jian’s, the sour taste of the sauerkraut is the same, mellow and fragrant, and the sourness is really satisfying!
After that customer recommended the store to his friends, more and more customers came to the store.
Lu Qiuqiu and Tong Ling looked at the income figures and their eyes widened in shock.
Tong Ling cried with joy.
She couldn't earn that much money even if she helped her grandfather sell vegetables in the market for a month. Next month's rent, grandpa's medical expenses, and food expenses are all settled.
"Qiuqiu, thank you," Tong Ling wiped her tears, "I really don't know how to repay you."
"We are all friends, there is no need to thank each other." Lu Qiuqiu was very happy to be able to help Tong Ling.
Tong Ling thought of Boss Jian again.
If it weren’t for Boss Jian’s fried rice promotion, she wouldn’t be where she is today.
Next time she sees Boss Jian at the market, Tong Ling will definitely thank him and give him some free food, such as tomatoes, chili peppers, pickled cabbage, etc...
At this moment, the online store account vibrated and a new customer placed an order.
Tong Ling quickly picked up the phone.
The new customer placed an order for a can of pickled cabbage and sent a message asking:
[Hello, do you know Mr. Jian, the owner of the fried rice stall? 】
The new customer’s avatar was flashing. The other party’s WeChat avatar was a photo of a mother and son. The mother in the photo was gentle and kind, and the son’s appearance was even more eye-catching, cold and handsome, with a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, making him look better than a star.
Tong Ling exclaimed "Wow" with stars in her eyes.
So handsome!
Tong Ling replied:
[I don’t really know him, but Mr. Jian has come to my place to buy food a few times]
The new customer was silent for a moment, then sent another message:
[Excuse me...
[Do you know where he has set up his stall recently? 】
At the same time, in the Beijing University dormitory.
Ever since Boss Jian stopped setting up a stall at the South Gate, Li Mingxi and his roommates have been in a bad mental state. Not only them, but the entire male dormitory building would make low crying sounds every seven o'clock, as if it were haunted:
"Wonton, I want wonton oooooooooo" "I hate it so much... I, I hate it so much..." "That unfaithful man, the man who stole my heart, where did he go?"
Ning Sheng put down his phone and sighed softly.
The inner torment he endured was no less than that of his other classmates. In the past few days, he searched all the snack streets and stalls nearby, but couldn't find any trace of Boss Jian.
Ning Sheng's crow-feather eyelashes drooped, and his originally indifferent eyebrows and eyes looked somewhat lonely and sad.
——The fourth day without eating wontons.
Boss Jian, I'm hungry, I need food...
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