Chapter 14: Not Sister, But Mom

Zhang and Li left with four freshly baked egg fried rice, leaving the fried rice stand crowded with new customers.

You know, just now, the Nanzhi fried rice stall was deserted.

Only two diners came here, and the first thing they said when they saw Nanzhi was:

'Boss, why did you change seats?'

It was yesterday's returning customer.

While the two diners were waiting, they casually mentioned:

The couple at the new fried rice stall not only imitated the golden fried rice sign of Nanzhi, but also shamelessly told other diners that they were from the same family and the taste was the same! 'We also met other people, probably recommended by friends who had eaten your fried rice yesterday, and they cursed all the way, saying that they were cheated! Boss, you must pay attention! '

The food filter and the face-obsessed attribute make diners mostly have a good impression of Nanzhi, and the current reminder is just a kind reminder.

But Nanzhi knew that this matter was not easy to resolve, so she smiled and said a few words to comfort him.

He seemed calmer than the indignant diners.

The audience in the live broadcast room were so frustrated that they turned into fire-breathing dragons:

[Is this a script? Is this a script? Is this a script? ]

[Which variety show screenwriter dares to write a script that makes my breasts grow? I will tear him apart! ]

[I guess it was to create dramatic conflict and a sense of contrast... But I was already pissed off before that! ]

[Suddenly I felt like I was watching a TV series, where the heroine was being bullied by the minor supporting character, and we, the audience, were just waiting for her to fight back...]

[Fight back? Look at Nanzhi, this soft persimmon, does she look like she can fight back? Miss Nan, can you show the same momentum you had when you went crazy and smashed the studio? ]

[I’m so mad! I’m so mad! Ahhhh! ]

…

There were also many people in the barrage shouting that they wanted to quit the live broadcast room and never watch it again.

As a result, the number of viewers only declined sporadically.

It can be seen that most of the audience are waiting for the "script" to be reversed so that they can breathe a sigh of relief!

Now, Lao Zhang and Xiao Li are staging a family drama of "furious fight over egg fried rice", attracting a wave of customers to the fried rice stall.

Then guests bring guests, forming a virtuous circle.

The fried rice stall business is becoming increasingly popular.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room also saw a rapid increase, exceeding 200,000, exceeding yesterday's peak! …

While Nanzhi was busy making fried rice, Nanyi also had his work.

He still had that delicate little face that looked like it was carved from ice and snow, and he moved flexibly among the guests, responsible for collecting money.

"Hello, three servings of egg fried rice for 60 yuan."

"40 yuan in total, thank you."

“You can scan the code.”

He doesn't talk much, but he remembers every customer's order and amount clearly.

He even blurts it out every time, as if he doesn't need to think about it.

A customer was bored waiting and teased him:

"Wow, you're so smart! You figured it out in one go!"

Having heard similar words several times, Nan Yi was no longer as frightened as he was just now. Now he just pursed his lips slightly to show his disapproval.

The customer smiled deliberately and asked him:

"How old are you? Three? Four? You're so young and yet you know how to help your sister. That's amazing!"

Nan Yi suddenly felt a little unhappy.

His eyelashes were as thick as a small fan, casting a faint shadow under his eyes.

The little face had a stubborn expression, but she softly retorted with extra persistence: "No, sister."

There was a lot of noise all around, so the diners didn't hear clearly and said "Huh?" in confusion.

Nan Yi raised her little face and raised her voice slightly:

“It’s mom!”

Now the diners heard it clearly.

At first, he was surprised, then he apologized again and again, saying,

"No wonder you look so alike! Sorry, your mother is too young, I made a mistake!"

Nan Yi shook his head and said seriously that it was okay.

Inwardly, I felt a secret joy because of the diner's words "look alike".

The hidden camera captured this scene: [Is Nan Yi secretly happy? ]

[I remember that he and Nanzhi had a bad relationship...]

[Children are born to yearn for their mothers! ]

[Wow, seeing their business is getting better, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief! ]

[Am I the only one who thinks Nan Yi is actually very smart? He basically does mental arithmetic, and his speed is super fast. ]

[I used to dislike a sullen kid like Nan Yi, but now I think he's pretty steady, and at least he can help Nan Zhi share the burden of the family.]

…

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Nan Yi didn’t know that many people were praising him in the comments.

He had just collected some money and was about to turn around and go back to the food truck to help with some small tasks like packing and bagging.

Suddenly, his face froze! It was the peak time for the number of customers. There were about five or six people standing in front of the fried rice stall, blocking the small food cart.

So, when the man quietly slipped to the edge of the crowd and prepared to leave, he did not attract much attention, and some people even took the initiative to step aside to make way for him.

In the blink of an eye, the man squeezed out of the crowd and quickly blended into the new crowd.

Nan Yi didn't think twice and ran after the figure that was moving nimbly among the crowd!

The man walked fast. As an adult man with long legs, he walked half the street in the blink of an eye.

Nan Yi gritted his teeth and ran wildly. He finally caught up with the other person and decisively grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The man in the black jacket turned around in surprise: "What are you doing, kid?"

The sound attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Nan Yi, who was running out of breath, raised his stubborn little face like a little animal, his eyes were dark as if hiding a sharp blade!

He pursed his lips tightly, and one hand still tightly grasped the corner of the man's clothes without letting go.

The other hand was freed up to grab the payment code hanging on his chest:

"Pay, 60 yuan."

The man was suddenly shocked!

Subconsciously looking at the fried rice bag in his hand! People who stopped to watch began to think:

"Did this person buy something and run away without paying?"

"He looks quite gentle, how could he do such a thing? Tsk tsk."

"Hey bro, give the money to the kid! How old are you to do such a thing?"

"Yeah, it's a different era now and you're still eating and drinking for free!"

“…”

Noisy discussions gradually arose from all directions.

When several looks of contempt or disdain fell on him, the man did not admit it as everyone expected and walked away in disgrace.

The man frowned, looking very distressed, and said in a gentle voice: "Little friend, did you misunderstand? I have already paid."

The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, unlike the stereotypical image of a thief who likes to steal things and take advantage of others.

In particular, his current demeanor and actions showed great sincerity, which was contrary to everyone's expectations.

This made the onlookers who had originally accused him waver.

Nan Yi gritted his teeth tightly, and a huge amount of anger burst out of his small body:

"No! You just didn't give me the money! I remember it!"

The man supported his head helplessly, and even kindly squatted down to look Nan Yi in the eye.

(End of this chapter)