Chapter 39. Fish is setting up a stall.
Upon hearing that it could be sold for money, Yu Yu nodded vigorously without the slightest hesitation.
"You don't need to give me much," the child said shyly. "These are just small inventions, and they only cost two hundred yuan to make."
Zheng Shoucheng's beard twitched: "Two hundred yuan?!"
Qi Youyu jumped, wiggled her bottom and ran to the sofa, hugging Yan Xingli's leg. She squatted beside her uncle, nervously peeking at Director Zheng, and said weakly, her voice lacking confidence:
"Hmm, two hundred dollars."
The actual cost was less than 200 yuan, only 180 yuan. She wanted to earn a little more pocket money to buy her uncle a mountain to live in.
Zheng Shoucheng's shocked reaction made Yu Yu mistakenly think that she had quoted too high a price, and her face turned red with guilt.
Ah, it's so hard for kids who want to be shrewd businessmen.
Realizing his lapse in composure, Zheng Shoucheng quickly regained his composure: "Yuyu, are you talking about the cost of animal language chips?"
Qi Youyu: "No, it's the cost of all of them combined."
"!!!"
The news that the combined cost of the bubble shield and the animal language chip is only two hundred yuan is truly astonishing.
Yan Xingli lifted the child onto his lap and sat him down. The little brat, who was usually fearless, was now scared.
Yu Yu leaned against her uncle's strong, warm embrace, and the little shrewd merchant's guilty conscience vanished in an instant.
Qi Youyu: "Grandpa, because it can be made using scrap materials."
The language bracelet that Yu Yu made for her uncle uses the same materials; the key difference lies in the way it's made.
Zheng Shoucheng secretly rejoiced that he hadn't brought those old guys with him, otherwise he probably wouldn't have been able to move them even with a forklift tonight.
Director Zheng isn't a researcher, so even if Yu Yu tells him the synthesis method now, he won't be able to immediately understand the principle, let alone apply it to other situations.
He pondered deeply, then looked at Yan Xingli and asked, "Xiao Xing, if we were to pay the penalty for breach of contract so you could withdraw from this reality show, would you be willing?"
With two weeks left until the show ends, those old guys are anxiously waiting, and so is he.
Yan Xingli was stunned.
"Ah." He hadn't expected the country to go to such lengths.
Yu Yu was the first to panic: "No, I still need to celebrate my uncle's birthday."
Zheng Shoucheng: "Yuyu, quitting the recording won't stop you from celebrating your uncle's birthday. On the contrary, you'll have more time to spend with him."
“No, Grandpa.” Yu Yu shook her head. “There are many older brothers and sisters who want to celebrate Uncle’s birthday with him. They are all waiting for that day.”
Thanks to Xiaohua's capable assistant, Yuyu learned that Yan Xingli's fans planned to surprise him on his birthday. According to the information gathered, the fans were looking forward to celebrating their idol's birthday in the live stream.
Having said that, Zheng Shoucheng couldn't push it any further. Although he didn't follow celebrities or pay attention to entertainment news, he knew that if he rashly withdrew from the recording, it would definitely affect Yan Xingli's career.
Both parties agreed to report to the department at a certain time to finalize the sale of the patent rights.
*
The next morning at nine o'clock, the food cart loaded with ingredients rolled out of the community.
The little flower could also transform into a food cart. It tried to do so, but Qi Youyu felt that being a food cart was too tiring because it required carrying a lot of ingredients.
My cousin Meng Xinyun wanted to help push it, but little did she know that the food cart was equipped with a navigation system, and it seemed to have eyes all over its body. Its agility in avoiding obstacles was astonishing.
Ah, what an adorable food cart!
Is the baby going to set up a stall again?
What are you selling this time? Is it still memory bread?
The grandmother and grandson successfully blended into the food street.
Qi Youyu stopped exhausting herself. This time, she was smarter and set up a kneading and proofing program for the toy car. Finally, she shaped it and put it in the steamer.
Last time, I made it at home and put it inside the little flower's belly to keep it warm. This time, I'll make it on-site, and the price remains the same.
Yu Yu was wearing a clean chef's uniform, a small hat, and an apron. She stood on a specially made little chair and quickly picked up mustard seeds to wrap the filling.
Qi Youyu was worried that no one would buy her products, so she wanted Yan Xingli to perform live to attract customers.
Yan Xingli felt that the child was underestimating herself: "Yuyu, don't forget, you have fans."
"But I didn't tell Xiao Fu, Yue Yue, or Grace."
Yu Yu doesn't have a concrete idea of how many fans she has right now; the first thing she thinks of is her visible friends.
Yan Xingli: "Take advantage of the little free time now and get some rest. You'll be busy later."
To avoid confusion, the child created a QR code ordering app, so everyone can just scan the code to order.
When a key protected target was identified, the special departments that received the news transformed into diners, patrolling back and forth in the bustling food street.
"Don't buy the meat slices next door, the owner never cooks them properly!" Diner A said indignantly, then added, "But the owner gives a generous portion, if you don't mind the trouble, you can take it home and cook it yourself."
The special operations team leader, disguised as a customer, frowned and subtly glared at the guilty meat vendor next to him.
"And that guy selling fried skewers, they're either burnt or undercooked." The diners continued to whisper. "I asked the owner if he was a newbie, but he stubbornly insisted that he had been doing it for two or three years."
The vendor selling fried skewers accidentally spilled half a bottle of chili powder.
team leader:……
"Although there aren't many good food stalls here, you know what, many of these stall owners are quite good-looking." The two diners chatted enthusiastically, their faces gradually turning yellow. "I've seen several stall owners with huge pecs, wow, they're amazing, with such tiny waists and long legs."
team leader:? ? ?
The players with large pectoral muscles who were called out were positioned far away and were unaware that they had unknowingly died once.
The staff members of the nearby food stalls quickly lowered their heads and bit their lips hard to suppress their laughter.
The captain narrowed his deep, sharp eyes and carefully examined the few men with particularly large pectoral muscles. In the dead of winter, why weren't they wearing more layers? What kind of behavior was it to be wearing a tight-fitting vest?
The muscular team members with large pectoral muscles, who soon received the dress code change order, were speechless.
No, they sell barbecue and stir-fries, what's with them wearing big cotton-padded coats!
The online celebrities had been waiting for a long time because they had been notified in advance. In addition to a special operations team providing covert protection, special police officers were also on hand to maintain order and prevent congestion from causing accidents.
Wei Ming had to exert a tremendous amount of effort to squeeze in.
Standing on the little chair, Yu Yu immediately recognized him: "Big brother, are you feeling better?"
"It's so much better!" Wei Ming was so excited he almost burst into tears. "After eating the memory bread, my memory has really improved, and I can memorize words twice as fast as before!"
Fishy was very proud: "Because it's memory bread!"
The blogger, who came with the intention of exposing the fraud, was overjoyed. He had been waiting for this very sentence. As long as Yu Yu herself admitted that eating the memory bread could improve memory, he could legitimately expose the fraud.
Blogger: "So all the different flavors of memory bread are designed to improve memory?"
Fish: "Yes, yes."
She looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then said enthusiastically, "Uncle, I think you should eat the peach-flavored memory bread."
"Why?"
"Because a lot of your hair has run away from home," the child said, pointing to his head. "The peach-flavored memory bread will make your hair grow back."
The anti-fake blogger choked for a moment, then wiped his sparse hair with tears in his eyes: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Qi Youyu tiptoed and grabbed Yan Xingli's ear, whispering, "Uncle, I'll secretly save you a peach-flavored memory bread."
Yan Xingli: "..."
She glanced at the microphone on the child's collar; he could already guess what the comments were saying. He let out a soft sigh.
"Stop talking and get to work."
Octopus Uncle is a debunking blogger with ten million followers on the Hongdou platform. He squeezed through the crowd carrying freshly baked memory bread and immediately started a live broadcast after returning to his hotel.
"Family members, look what I'm holding in my hand."
Squidwards faced the camera and showed off the three memory breads he bought one by one. "That's right, these are the memory breads that were all the rage a while ago. I queued for more than half an hour to buy them. I was freezing."
Uncle went to S City too.
[I was there! When I saw you, I thought I'd mistaken you for someone else, but it really is you! I regret not going up to say hello.]
[Quickly, let's review Fishy's Memory Bread!]
Just five minutes after the broadcast started, numerous gift effects had already appeared in the live stream.
"When I bought these breads, Fish recommended that I buy the peach flavor." Uncle Octopus paused slightly, then continued awkwardly, "It's said to have the function of increasing hair volume, I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, there are four flavors in total, and I bought them all."
[Is it a new issuance? Did they add He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) to it?]
[Haha, Uncle's laughter is so pitiful.]
Uncle Octopus was the first to pick up the peach-flavored Memory Bread. The freshly baked bread was white and plump, soft and smooth to the touch. He split the bread in two, revealing the peach filling inside.
Uncle Octopus laughed and said, "Putting aside the taste, the ingredients are quite substantial. Look, the flesh is almost bursting through the skin."
To be honest, he doesn't like eating weird-looking buns, especially fruit buns like these, which he wouldn't even glance at.
It's all for the sake of evaluation.
Fans in the live stream urged him to eat quickly, but Uncle Octopus calmly pulled out a dictionary: "Don't forget our topic is evaluation."
"As my friends know, I'm not very educated. I started working after graduating from junior high school, and I get a headache whenever I see English."
"So, in order to test whether this memory bread is false advertising, I decided to memorize words for ten minutes first, and then memorize them for another ten minutes after eating it, to see if it can really improve memory."
As soon as he finished speaking, the live stream chat was filled with gift effects, and the fans watching the fun were excitedly sending out tons of teasing comments.
Uncle Octopus casually flipped to a page in the dictionary, and before he even started memorizing, his eyes were already spinning.
Good heavens, these foreign words are more potent than sleeping pills!
Despite his sleepiness, Uncle Octopus forced himself to start memorizing vocabulary in front of tens of thousands of netizens. Those ten minutes felt like an eternity, and he dozed off more and more frequently than ever before.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, the alarm suddenly went off, and Uncle Octopus snapped his eyes open. He quickly closed the dictionary, faced the camera, and spelled out a word.
"benefit, benefit, profit, gain."
"Happy, happy, joyful, blissful."
“…That’s all.” Uncle Octopus scratched his head. “I forgot the rest.”
[Even kindergarten kids know the second "happy" word. Seriously though, it took me ten minutes to memorize just one word. That's incredibly slow.]
Uncle, why don't you take some time to get checked out for Alzheimer's or something? Your memory is terrifying.
Uncle Octopus looked at the scrolling comments below, picked up a steamed bun and took a big bite: "I'm over thirty years old, and my memory isn't as normal as it was when I was seventeen or eighteen. Don't try to scare me with talk of Alzheimer's; I'm easily frightened."
Although he didn't remember much in ten minutes, the mental work took a lot of his energy.
Uncle Octopus devoured four memory breads in one go, then sat at the table and chatted with his fans for half an hour before once again picking up that thick, folding dictionary with a droopy expression.
He had absolutely no hope that the memory bread would improve his memory.
Alright, alright, the moment to witness a miracle has finally arrived.
As soon as he turned to the first page of the dictionary, Uncle Octopus's expression suddenly changed. He stood up, clutching his stomach, and said, "Wait, I need to go to the toilet first."
【？？？】
[Tsk tsk, lazy donkeys on the millstone produce lots of excrement and piss.]
[Could it be because I ate the memory bread...?]
Uncle Octopus came and went in a flash, and when he reappeared on camera, he inexplicably gave people a refreshing feeling, as if he had just come out of a beauty salon and his skin was radiant.
[Uncle, why are you using a beauty filter for no reason? It looks so strange.]
[Yeah, the acne scars on my face have faded a lot. Beauty filters are really powerful; they've made me look five years younger.]
Octopus Uncle found the comments inexplicable: "Brothers, I didn't turn on the beauty filter. I'm already so old, turning that on would just make me look like an old cucumber painted green."
"Okay, I'm going to memorize vocabulary now."
Uncle Octopus picked up the dictionary again, but his luck was even worse this time. He drew a page full of words that were longer than his life, and the difficulty was no less than that of a pasta.
Uncle Octopus took a deep breath and began to recite the mantra.
Ten minutes later, he closed the dictionary, shut his eyes, and recited in one breath: "Entrepreneurship, entrepreneurial spirit."
"Telmunications, telecommunications technology."
Anthropomorphism.
"Misunderstanding" means to misunderstand.
When the sixth and seventh super-long English words popped out of Uncle Octopus's mouth, the entire live stream room, including his own, fell into an eerie silence.
"I... I memorized it?" Uncle Octopus opened his eyes, his expression blank for a moment, and muttered to himself, "How did I memorize it? Seven super long words in ten minutes, holy crap."
Fans suddenly realized: [Ahhh, the memory bread really works! Is it too late to buy some now? Looking for proxy buyers!]
[The blogger definitely got paid. Eating out isn't shameful, but you can't just eat any kind of food. This is clearly a publicity stunt. I've unfollowed them.]
[I've said it before: if memory bread works, I'll eat a keyboard while standing upside down. Now I can say it again!!]
Uncle Octopus sneered: "Do I, a blogger with ten million followers, need to hype myself up? Bro, the money I make from live-streaming sales is more than you could earn in ten years of working in a factory tightening screws. That's ridiculous."
"Believe it or not, I've decided to go buy some more." Uncle Octopus said, then abruptly ended the live stream.
His product review livestream attracted a large number of passersby and fans. He knew he wouldn't be able to snag any more if he waited any longer. He also wanted to buy some to take back to his 70-year-old mother who suffers from Alzheimer's.
The Octopus Uncle's live stream clips spread incredibly fast; in less than half an hour, Qi Youyu's bread stall saw its highest foot traffic of the day.
Seeing that a steady stream of people were still heading here, Zheng Shoucheng, who was constantly monitoring the progress, had no choice but to have Yu Yu close for business early.
A week later, the netizens who had initially been stubborn and skeptical were now completely convinced: "[Sobbing, I've run out of keyboards, can I please get a link to the memory bread? Please QAQ]"
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