At a table in Nanfeng Building, a group of girls were flipping through the menu and chatting.
One of them complained quietly:
"Come to Nanfeng Tower again? Sister Zhi hasn't been here for many days. What's the point even if we insist on coming to check in? We still won't be able to get chicken tofu pudding."
"So you can't come to the dinner next week?"
Another person said this deliberately.
The complainer immediately shut up: "Forget it, let's just come. Nanfeng Building has a very good value for money. Although each dish is not cheap, it does taste good. It's okay for our dormitory to come here every week to enjoy a meal, hehe."
The four girls sitting there are all college students from the Art College.
Nowadays, families of students studying art are all well-off, so having a meal at Nanfenglou once a week is not a big burden for them.
Besides, the fact is just as that girl said, there are many high-end restaurants in Yanjing, but there are only a few that have stable taste like Nanfenglou and have the opportunity to offer hidden menus.
Just as everyone was happily continuing to look through the menu.
Suddenly, someone pointed at a picture and said, "This is chicken tofu pudding, right?"
The companion sitting next to her was a ruthless man of few words. He snatched the tablet computer for ordering food, quickly placed an order for four servings of chicken tofu pudding, and then submitted it decisively!
Ding Dong.
Submission successful!
After doing all this, the girl breathed a sigh of relief:
"Perfect! I didn't expect to grab four servings of chicken tofu!"
"Four, four portions?"
The other three spoke in unison, their voices trembling.
"This is the 388 yuan chicken tofu pudding! Four servings, how much is it?"
"One thousand five hundred and fifty-two."
"...What kind of family spends fifteen thousand dollars on four bowls of chicken tofu pudding?"
The three of them unanimously condemned their roommate's behavior.
But the roommate calmly folded his arms:
"Shut up! Who among you is willing to share a bowl of chicken tofu pudding with others? Tell me. Or should I just return the chicken tofu pudding now? Believe it or not, it will be snatched away by others right away."
As the girl spoke, she was about to take action.
The others hurriedly stopped her with flattering smiles.
"No, no, no, just order it. It's only 400 yuan. At worst, I can go and act like a spoiled brat to my parents!"
"That's right, it's better to keep this kind of good thing for us and not give it to others."
"Wenwen, you are so smart! Thanks to you! Look, the stock of chicken tofu pudding is now sold out!"
The three of them changed their tone and started praising their roommate instead.
After a round of flattery, they couldn't help but look upstairs curiously: "Could it be that Sister Zhi is in the kitchen? Wow, I wonder if there's a chance to see her."
"I'd rather see Yi Yi."
"Do you think Brother Fu will follow the same path? I've been a fan of him for ten years!"
The girls all looked very excited.
Just then, the girl named Wenwen noticed the actions of her roommate opposite.
"What are you doing?"
The roommate looked up blankly:
"Me? I'm here to share our lucky experience today! We must be the first ones to see the chicken tofu pudding released, and we are probably the only ones who got four portions! Hehehe, if we don't show off our good luck, wouldn't it be like walking in the night in fine clothes?"
The other girls all foolishly agreed, saying that this was a good idea and that they would also post on their Moments.
Only Wenwen slammed the table, annoyed: "Are you stupid? The news that Sister Zhi returned to Nanfenglou was not made public at all. Only the guests of the restaurant know about it. According to Sister Zhi's habit, she will definitely continue to sell chicken tofu pudding at the evening market. As long as we don't tell anyone and continue to order chicken tofu pudding secretly at the evening market, then we can have two servings of chicken tofu pudding today, right?"
The roommate was stunned:
“Yes, that’s right.”
She quickly panicked, "What should I do? Should I delete it?"
Wenwen looked at her phone and felt helpless:
"It's no use. It's exploded."
I saw that the post my roommate had just sent out a few minutes ago had already received hundreds of replies.
[Is this true? If you say something wrong, the blogger will punish you by having to eat instant noodles without seasoning this year! ]
[The filming of "The Cubs" will begin tomorrow. Are you going back to Nanfeng Tower today? ]
【Haha, it’s hype again. 】
[Fuck the hype! Is it okay for us diners to hold up signs and wait for our meals every day? 】
[No more talking, I just happened to live nearby and I’ve already taken a taxi to Nanfeng Tower! ]
[This is too sudden. Why didn't you warn us in advance? The people in Yanjing, two hours away by car, are so upset! ]
[I'm so envious of the blogger, wow, why don't we have this luck when we go to Nanfeng Tower? ]
[The blogger wrote in a previous post that the dormitory dinners are all held in Nanfeng Building recently. ]
[What a family, having dinner at Nanfenglou, I'm so envious. ]
…
Wenwen spread her hands:
"See, I know it."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The roommate was in tears.
At this moment, a wailing sound suddenly came from the next table -
"Who the hell posted the news about chicken tofu pudding online?"
The roommate quietly tucked himself under the table, deciding to pretend he didn't exist until the chicken tofu pudding arrived.
Wenwen patted her shoulder:
"It's okay. Just wait and see. That person will soon be more upset than you."
The roommate looked up in confusion:
"Huh?"
really.
After that man roared.
People who were dining in the restaurant and were unaware of the situation:
"What? Chicken tofu pudding? Where is the chicken tofu pudding?"
"Is Nanzhi back?"
"Let me take a look at the menu... Damn, it's true!"
"Well, all of you are hiding it!"
"If it were me, I wouldn't say anything. All the stocks were sold out. Alas!"
“…”
There were bursts of laughter all around for a bowl of chicken tofu pudding.
Wenwen turned around again and saw that her roommate had sat back down as if nothing had happened.
My roommate said, "Seeing that old man's head turn red with anger, I suddenly felt that what I did was nothing. After all, I didn't find myself a group of rivals under my nose. It turns out that happiness comes from comparison!"
Wenwen gave a thumbs up in admiration.
Just at this moment, the chicken tofu pudding for Wenwen and her table was served, four neatly arranged and full bowls.
The people around were drooling at the sight, and some even came up to ask if they would sell it for a higher price.
Wenwen and the other three refused in unison: "Not for sale!"
As he said this, he scooped up a large mouthful of chicken tofu pudding and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ah! That’s right! It was this familiar euphoric smell! Wenwen and the others were so moved that they almost cried.
The diners at the next table were so greedy that they were about to cry.
Before long, the aroma of chicken tofu wafted from many tables in the hall.
Just when those who couldn't get the food were jealous, someone suddenly discovered:
"Huh? Chicken tofu pudding is on sale again, and you want it cheaper?"
The people around him were puzzled and hesitant: "Is there going to be any problem?"
"What's the problem? Place your order now!"
Whoever is speaking, please place your order quickly!
Now, even Wenwen and others who had eaten the Sanbaba Chicken Tofu Pudding were confused. (End of this chapter)