Chapter 21 Two-in-One Fish: "Great Queen Qingtian, spare my life!"...
"Uncle, if you cut me once, I can earn two hundred points!"
Yan Xingli glanced at the bright red interface and immediately felt a sense of impending doom. Who, who shared this evil red software with her?
"This is just a way for the platform to attract new users. Don't take it seriously. Let it go."
"No," the child said confidently, holding the tablet. "Look, I only have 0.1 left to withdraw."
Xiao Hua chimed in, "Yes, Master Yu Yu is only one step away from success."
Is it just a step away? Or is it a long, uncertain journey?
Trusting Pinduoduo will bring you divine retribution.
Yan Xingli, a former unlucky guy who once went on a rampage in college, banging and stabbing people, and was eventually subdued by his older sister, deeply hates this damned software.
He had experienced firsthand the stubbornness of children.
Instead of spending a lot of time analyzing the problem, it's better to let her experience the wickedness of Earth's capitalists for herself.
"Fine, I'll cut it for you." Yan Xingli sneered inwardly. Anyway, they didn't know many Earthlings, and they would find out it was a scam after she finished cutting it.
Sure enough, after Yan Xingli helped to make one cut, the interface popped up a reminder to continue helping others make another cut.
Although Qi Youyu was puzzled, she still turned on her personal terminal and started calling for help.
"Ya Ya, quickly help me cut a knife."
"Leilei, help me cut a knife."
Next, switch to the tablet.
"Sister Xiaofu, can you cut me?"
Xiao Fu was shocked when she heard the complete sentence through the translation machine.
What happened? Why did Yu Yu give up her life?
Xiao Fu hurriedly called her Chinese teacher, hoping she could teach her some words to persuade her good friend not to do anything rash.
"Sister Yueyue, I need your help. Please help me cut a knife."
Yan Xingli smiled but remained silent. Did he really think he could get away with this little bit of connections?
Ha, how naive.
Upon receiving the message, Zheng Yue immediately called Zheng Xiaofeng, "Dad, please help Yu Yu, she needs help!"
"What's wrong with her?" Zheng Xiaofeng asked knowingly from the director's office.
"Cut, cut it once," Zheng Yue said anxiously. "That one, the red one, cut it once."
Zheng Xiaofeng, who happens to be the show's director, said: "Yueyue, your father is the director, so it's not appropriate for him to do this."
Zheng Yue, who had been watching the live stream since returning home that day, was fuming: "Dad, you, you bullied Yu Yu, my friend."
Shen Lan patted his daughter's back comfortingly and gently guided her, saying, "Yueyue, don't worry, talk to Daddy slowly, and we'll try to explain in detail."
Under Shen Lan's comforting words, Zheng Yue's agitated emotions gradually calmed down. She stammered, but her accusations were reasonable and well-founded, accusing Zheng Xiaofeng of bullying the children and creating difficulties for Yu Yu and her nephew.
Instead of getting angry, Zheng Xiaofeng's eyes gradually welled up with tears.
The stuttering problem has improved significantly, and my speech is becoming more fluent.
The live stream on the day of the birthday party mostly focused on Yan Xingli, and Zheng Xiaofeng didn't know at the time that the two kids had become friends by chance.
When Shen Lan told him about it later, he was quite surprised.
"Yueyue has been very happy since she came back that day, and her speech has improved day by day. I really have to thank Yuyu."
A touching expression appeared on Zheng Xiaofeng's face; he hadn't shared a single candy his daughter had brought home that day with him.
It's clear how much she likes the little boy, Yu Yu.
Zheng Xiaofeng said softly, "You're right."
Never mind, it's just one cut. He was helping his daughter, not someone else, so it can't be considered a violation.
Suddenly, a link to "cut the price" popped up in the otherwise serious work group chat from the director.
The staff who received the notification picked it up and looked at it: ??
Oh no! The director's account has been hacked!!
Zheng Xiaofeng calmly looked up and explained with a serious face, "My daughter has recently taken to buying more things on Pinduoduo."
Well.
No, director... your daughter's WeChat name is 'My name is Yuyu'?
The staff exchanged glances, understanding each other without a word, then lowered their heads to chop with their knives, simultaneously concealing the fleeting sarcasm on their faces.
All of the hundred or so people in the work group contributed a dollar, and Xiao Fu, who understood the meaning from the Chinese teacher, mobilized her network and contributed twenty or thirty dollars.
The endless slashing sounded with a pleasant ding-dong.
Congratulations! Your withdrawal of 200 has been credited to your account!
Yan Xingli stared in disbelief, forgetting to chew the melon in his mouth.
"How... how did you do that?"
She only has four connections, right?
He had forty connections back then but still couldn't succeed. He gritted his teeth with a sour taste in his mouth. Could this be the legendary newbie protection period, a perk for newcomers?
"Because I have many good friends."
The proud, chubby boy ran up to Yan Xingli, placed his little hands on his knees, and gave him a wise and experienced advice:
"Uncle, you should make more friends. Look, besides me, no one else plays with you."
Yan Xingli: "..."
“Who says I don’t have any friends? I have way more friends than you,” he said defiantly.
Qi Youyu spread her hands and nodded indifferently: "Yes, you have a lot."
[Shocking! This is the first time I've seen someone successfully withdraw money from Pinduoduo.]
[I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! Pinduoduo's official team must have seen this and deliberately let it slide!]
[Hmph, no matter how much they advertise, I will absolutely not download Pinduoduo again. I've had enough of this endless price-cutting!]
The production team only gave the grandmother and grandson two days to prepare.
Yu Yu has already earned 200 points, and she plans to take care of the remaining 1,800 points for Yan Xingli. She will accept them all with a smile.
Meanwhile, Pinduoduo, a notorious online marketplace, has set up a second trap for Yuyu's withdrawal, cutting the withdrawal amount by another 500 yuan.
Yan Xingli wanted to persuade Yu Yu to give up, but then he thought, what's the point of persuading him? His face is still sore, and if he tries to persuade him again, he might just get slapped in the face again.
Yan Xingli silently looked away.
"no."
"I want to leave the opportunity to make money to those who need it."
The child, head bowed, muttered to himself, his chubby face radiating righteous indignation, and shoved the phone straight into Yan Xingli's hand:
"Uncle, come here."
Yan Xingli stared blankly: "What am I here for?"
"If you ask your friend to make a cut, we can earn 500 points."
Yan Xingli: "I don't need it."
“You can use it.” Yu Yu hugged his leg tightly, looking at him with great pity. “You’re about to lose your job, and you don’t even have a small planet of your own.”
What the heck? Have you rich people really gotten to this point?
This is quite common; some wealthy individuals will pay research institutes to buy the naming rights to a newly discovered asteroid.
Yan Xingli took the child off his lap.
"Don't worry about things that aren't your concern. Your uncle has his own ways of earning points."
He said, "Aren't you going to sell bread? Aren't you going now?"
Qi Youyu quickly stood up straight: "Okay, I'll get back to work. Goodbye."
Since the child wanted to participate, Yan Xingli had no reason to refuse. He packed a basket of secondhand designer clothes that he had only worn once or twice and asked Xiaohua to help him set up a stall.
As for Yu Yu's bread, it doesn't matter if it doesn't sell. He has plenty of spare bread, and even if he sells it at a super low price, he can still make three or four thousand. With these reserves, he has nothing to worry about.
With flour and ingredients readily available at home, there's no need to go out to buy anything else.
To prove to her uncle that she was a qualified pastry chef, Yu Yu put on a chef's hat and apron and soaked the red beans in advance, then steamed and mashed them into red bean paste.
The little boy stood on a small stool kneading bread filling, his chubby face serious and meticulous, quite like a pastry chef.
Qi Youyu did every step of the process very well, but it was more like a steamed bun than bread, and a red bean paste-filled bun at that.
Little Kitty Fishy used a small brush to brush a layer of egg wash onto the dough, then a layer of clear oil, and finally sprinkled sesame seeds on top.
Each step of the process was completed under the watchful eyes of netizens.
The hygiene is impeccable, but the appearance and taste are another story. Everyone stared at the strangely shaped freshly baked food and gave it a resounding six-point rating.
[This bun... no, this bread is square and round, fine, but what's with the missing arms and legs?]
Wow, hahaha, there are even steamed buns made into emojis!
When Yu Yu encounters a shape she can't handle, she seeks help from outside the venue. The production team only said that she can't ask for help from people, but they didn't say that she can't ask for help from robots.
Xiao Hua's cheat code is so overpowered it's beyond words.
[How can they keep the steamed buns warm? The production team won't let them ask for help or buy their own insulation.]
[...Is it alright to put it inside Little Flower's belly?!]
Wow, Xiaohua has grown so tall! Her waistline has gotten so much bigger!
The production team was dumbfounded: ...
Little Flower had a small, bottomless black opening on its chubby belly. Freshly steamed buns were poured into its belly like dumplings, saving it the need for a stroller.
With the steamed buns in her hands, Xiaohua gave up her roller skates and wobbled along behind the grandmother and granddaughter on her short, cartoon-like legs.
—I heard that this is very cute and can attract a lot of children.
Yu Yu, who had never set up a stall before, was eager to try it out; it was a completely new and exciting experience for her.
An adult and two children set up a stall at the entrance of a remote university of science and technology. Xiao Hua wore a light-up sign that read "Fish's Bread" on her head, while Yan Xingli opened his suitcase with a stack of bags for clothes next to it.
Yan Xingli sells her unused items, and Xiao Hua helps Yu Yu sell steamed buns.
It wasn't time for get out of class to end yet, but the deserted stall was quickly filled with fans and passersby who had heard the news.
Most people come here for the secondhand designer clothes from Yanxingli, where clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan can be bought for only 199 yuan, which is practically free.
Unsurprisingly, Yan Xingli's suitcase sold out in less than five minutes, while Yu Yu's bread stall did not fare so well.
The children's bread isn't like regular steamed buns; it's priced at five yuan each. Compared to the red bean buns in regular steamed bun shops that cost one yuan and fifty cents, it seems like they're ripping people off.
Seeing the deserted bread stall, many viewers in the live chat were amused and laughed at.
[The price of these steamed buns is outrageous. They're so small, and they don't even look very appealing. The child didn't know any better and set the price randomly. Yan Xingli didn't even remind him.]
Five yuan isn't too bad. If I could leave right now, I'd just drive over and buy it.
[As expected, a Shanghai IP address at first glance—Shanghai locals are definitely different!]
Some residents living nearby came to watch the commotion, and when they saw Qi Youyu in the cold wind, their hearts were filled with pity.
"Memory Bread? That's a rather unique name." The boy with the backpack slowly walked up to Xiaohua, his voice weak and listless. "Give me one."
The little flower's belly slowly opened, revealing bread that looked freshly baked and piping hot, already packaged.
The boy picked it up and stared at it, then exclaimed, "Huh? Isn't this a steamed bun?"
“This is bread,” Yu Yu explained, clutching the small bag. “It’s called Memory Bread.”
"oh……"
"Brother, you look very tired."
The boy, looking like a corporate slave whose energy had been completely drained, nodded wearily: "I'm a senior in high school. Every day I'm either doing practice problems or memorizing vocabulary and key points. I'm working from dawn till dusk and my brain is aching, so I don't look very well."
What he didn't say was that he had just taken leave from work and gone home because of a high fever.
Xiaohua: "Your body temperature is 39.5 degrees Celsius. You are in a state of extreme physical and mental fatigue and need to rest immediately."
The high school senior usually doesn't have time to watch live streams, so Xiaohua's sudden speech startled him so much that his mouth dropped open.
Yu Yu asked in surprise, "Big brother, why aren't you resting at home when you're sick?"
The boy smiled wryly; high school seniors never have time to rest.
Yu Yu didn't understand the hardships of high school seniors, so she said without thinking, "Big brother, you don't need to pay. I'll give you the bread. You should go back and rest."
"I have money, it's fine." The boy smiled.
The child recalled what the other person had said, and with an idea in mind, she earnestly instructed:
"Brother, you should eat the memory bread before you use your brain, so you can remember a lot of knowledge."
The boy was somewhat surprised: "The bread you sell has this amazing function?"
Qi Youyu nodded vigorously, then said shyly in a low voice, "That's right, so it's a little bit expensive."
The boy didn't get a bargain; it's not easy for a kid to sell bread in this cold weather. He just scanned five yuan and took the bread away.
[Memory bread? You're kidding me! If it really worked, I'd eat my keyboard upside down!]
To be honest, isn't this considered false advertising?
Don't take it so seriously. It's just the name of the bread. Kids have vivid imaginations and like to come up with whimsical names.
[Looking for an objective evaluation.]
After selling the first memory bread, it was as if some kind of curse had been broken, and business came one after another.
A female graduate student who had rushed over from elsewhere shouted: "Yuyu, give me five memory breads!"
"Wow, so much!" The child was taken aback. "Sister, can you finish all of this?"
Desperate for a cure, the female college student exclaimed, "It's okay, I'll eat it!"
Qi Youyu: "Then you should eat slowly and be careful not to choke."
The stalls became increasingly lively when a young woman dressed as a zombie in Qing Dynasty official robes appeared silently.
Standing beside the grandmother and grandson, she casually asked, "Did you apply for and register before selling things here?"
The grandfather and grandson were both stunned.
Xiao Hua, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, explained, "According to Earth's regulations, all food vendors must obtain a health certificate from the local disease control center or designated medical institution, proving they are free of infectious diseases."①
"In addition, you should also register your stall with the local street office."②
Yu Yu looked at Yan Xingli with an innocent expression: "Uncle, do we have them?"
Yan Xingli seemed confused. Perhaps the production team had informed them beforehand?
Seeing her uncle remain silent, Qi Youyu's heart skipped a beat. Something flashed through her mind, and her face turned pale.
The child knelt down with a thud and bowed deeply to the young woman who had asked the question: "Your Majesty, please spare us! Don't take us away! We are good people!!"
The young woman waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, you mustn't!"
She had just come back from a comic convention and hadn't had time to change her clothes or remove her makeup.
Yan Xingli: "Yuyu, it's cool on the ground."
"Uncle, kneel down quickly!" The child tugged at his trouser leg, "Let's beg the Great Queen of Justice to spare our lives together."
Xiaohua: "According to modern law, even if you illegally occupy the road to set up a stall, it will not endanger your life. The punishment is mostly fines and expulsion. Yuyu, don't be afraid. The judge will not use the death penalty. You don't need to beg the judge to spare your life."
Yan Xingli knew that his child had been badly influenced by period dramas.
"Alright, get up quickly." He suppressed a laugh as he picked up the child and patted the dust off her pants.
Whether Yu Yu's "memory bread" is real or not, some people still buy it for good luck.
Yu Yu made a total of thirty memory breads, which sold out in no time. Yan Xingli calculated the turnover, which was a total of four thousand three hundred yuan.
There are enough concert tickets.
*
In the garden inside the villa.
“Evelica, don’t you think the color of this cloak is ridiculous?”
"I don't think so. This was a gift from my good friend Yu Yu."
Grace shrugged helplessly: "I think your taste has gotten worse since you came here."
Xiao Fu warned unhappily, "Grace, if you say anything disrespectful to me and my friends again, I will never invite you to my house again."
The little black girl named Grace smiled and said, "Okay, Evelyn, don't be angry, I apologize."
A group of children were playing in a warm garden, their cheerful laughter sounding especially heartwarming in the winter.
At this moment, Grace frowned: "I think I heard a kitten meowing."
The children stopped playing, looked around, and found nothing.
Just as they were laughing at Grace for having auditory hallucinations, another child exclaimed, "Look, there's a kitten on the roof!"
Five or six pairs of big eyes all looked in that direction.
On the red roof next door, three kittens huddled together in fear, occasionally letting out trembling meows.
The roof is sloping, and the smooth tiles offer almost no friction. Even if they are lucky enough not to fall off, they will eventually freeze to death on the roof.
"Oh, who abandoned them in such a dangerous place? Poor little guys."
Xiao Fu was shocked and stepped forward with worried eyes: "They need help."
"The roof is too high, we can't get up there."
Xiao Fu already had a plan in mind.
A large tree was planted next to the courtyard wall. A couple of days ago, the neighbor said that the branches were encroaching on the boundary and hoped that they could prune them.
Fortunately, the staff were off work on the weekend, so they preserved the gnarled and thick branches. She could climb the tree first, then jump onto the roof using the branches.
"Evelica, don't go up there, it's too dangerous."
Grace said, "We should find an adult; they'll surely be able to find a ladder."
"That's too slow." A struggle flashed in Xiao Fu's blue eyes as she encouraged herself, "I've taken rock climbing lessons, it'll be fine."
She clenched her fists and walked quickly to the courtyard wall.
Under the incredulous gazes of her friends, this usually elegant little girl nimbly climbed the big tree and slowly jumped onto the roof using the fairly thick branches.
The pure aura of the human infant made the kittens feel no threat or fear. Xiao Fu simply coaxed them softly and gained their trust.
Xiao Fu held the three poor kittens in her arms and planned to go down the same route.
Unsurprisingly, something unexpected is about to happen.
The roof was unusually slippery after the light rain, so Xiao Fu not only had to watch her step, but also had to comfort the kittens at any time.
Going up the mountain is easy, but coming down is hard. Just as Xiao Fu was about to climb the tree, she accidentally stepped on a small stone. In an instant, she was surrounded by a feeling of weightlessness.
She was still holding the kitten in her arms, her body plummeting rapidly as she watched in horror as the ground drew ever closer.
—No, help!
In a moment of desperation, Xiao Fu closed her eyes and quickly recited in French, "Queen's Cloak, please switch to flight mode!"
In an instant, she felt the wind beside her ear stop.
Witnessed by several pairs of large eyes, Xiao Fu, who was about to kiss the earth, floated in mid-air, and then slowly flew upward like a light and elegant swan.
!!
"Evelica!"
Xiao Fu stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Good heavens, she was flying! How could this be?
Her... no, the Queen's cloak could actually fly.
Seeing that she was getting further and further away from the ground, Xiao Fu quickly controlled the situation and said, "Queen's Cloak, please fly lower."
The distance has been shortened.
"Lower it a little more."
"Please escort me down."
The Queen's cloak escorted Xiao Fu to a safe landing, and Xiao Fu first put the three frightened kittens into the house.
The kittens were successfully rescued, and the thrilling rescue operation amazed everyone.
Xiao Fu was surrounded by her friends.
"That cape is so cool!" The friend's expression changed from disdain and mockery to shock and envy as he stared at the queen's cape.
Grace looked at Evangeline shyly and said hesitantly, "Evangeline, can I borrow your cloak for a bit? I... I want to try flying too."
To be honest, Xiao Fu wasn't really happy about it.
She had only just unlocked the cape feature and hadn't had enough fun with it yet.
However, good things should be shared with good friends.
Xiao Fu took off her cloak and draped it over her best friend, then told them the activation command.
The first person to put on the Queen's cloak had bright eyes and couldn't wait to recite the commands taught by Xiao Fu, but the cloak remained quiet and didn't react at all.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Why isn't it responding?
Worried that her cloak would get damaged, Xiao Fu quickly put it back on and recited the command she had just given.
Then she took flight again.
After several experiments, the children realized that the cloak was only useful in Xiao Fu's hands, and the Queen's Cloak belonged only to Xiao Fu.
"The artifact has recognized its master!" exclaimed the only local child present.
Foreigners still learning Chinese: "???"
"Our country produces a lot of fantasy dramas. Fantasy dramas are similar to your Western fantasy dramas. The main characters all have a magical prop that they can use."
Local children are trying to explain the concept of divine artifacts recognizing their owners in Eastern fantasy dramas.
After hearing the foreigners' expressions of sudden realization, Xiao Fu felt a surge of joy, as if she had been blessed by Lady Luck. She never expected that Yu Yu, whom she had only met once, would give her such a valuable gift.
Although the Queen's cloak could only be used by Little Fu alone, these clever children still found a way to play with it.
They could hold Xiao Fu and fly together; they even tried carrying three children at once.
Xiao Fu's father is a high-ranking executive at a toy company, and she is well aware of what a remarkable high-tech product the Queen's Cloak is.
She said seriously, "I hope you can keep this a secret."
"Of course, I promise I will never tell anyone, including my parents."
My friends are so regretful.
They felt like clowns; if they had known that little girl named Yu Yu was so amazing, they should have befriended her.
Ding-dong.
All the children present heard a voice message from Xiaofu's smartwatch:
"Sister Xiaofu, can you cut me?"
Xiao Fu: "!!!"
Five minutes later, Xiao Fu cleared her throat and said in a grand manner, "Grace, Lilith, Mia, Ava, Ryder, your chance to shine has come."
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Author's note: Thank you everyone for the nutrient solution!
①② are from Baidu Baike (Baidu Encyclopedia).
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