When Wu Ranran’s live broadcast room first started selling Jianbing, the quantity was very sufficient. However, later on, as more and more people knew about it, the live broadcast room began to limit the quantity.
Therefore, readers who have finished reading the novel are not in a hurry. Even if the live broadcast room wants to sell new food, they will definitely be able to buy it based on their actions.
But the fact is, they miscalculated.
They underestimated the popularity of this live broadcast room, and did not expect that there would be orcs competing with them for inventory.
These interstellar netizens also knew the news about the successful operation of the Orc Forest and the Federal Channel. When they woke up today, the optical computer had already played it to them.
But knowing this is one thing, but who could have imagined that these orcs would rush into the live broadcast room on the first day of the channel operation and snatch the food from them?
Seeing the notice of the limited broadcast time in the live broadcast room, the audience who came to the live broadcast room all gasped, with disbelief in their eyes.
No way? This is only the first day!
Are they about to start competing for order speed?
[Limited quantity on the first day? Don’t you want to make money? ]
[Isn’t this hunger marketing? ]
[I just want to eat something good, why is it so difficult? ]
[I thought I came early this time, but when I arrived, I saw that the food was limited. ]
[What do you mean early? Didn’t you see the scene just now? Thousands of orcs entered the live broadcast room at the same time, and one person placed an order for enough food for ten people. ]
[Ahhh, why does the passage to the Orc Forest have to be opened today? My cold noodles, my mung bean soup, my poor stomach! ]
In the live broadcast room, faced with repeated questions from netizens, the host could only repeat himself with a hoarse voice.
"Not much, really not much, it's not hunger marketing."
"We prepared a lot of food, but everyone was so enthusiastic that they just snatched it all up."
The anchor was in tears. Inside the door behind them, there were hundreds of machines producing cold noodles and mung bean water. Hundreds of machines looked spectacular, but the quantity they produced could only supply the orcs who had just placed the orders.
They also didn't expect that these orcs would come to their live broadcast room?
Compared to humans, orcs have a much bigger appetite, and what they prepared was completely not enough in front of the orcs.
The news that production could not keep up was quickly reported to the leaders of the Propaganda Bureau.
When the leader heard this good news, he was both happy and sad!
He pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Take out one tenth of the interstellar points you earn and use them to produce more machines. This is a huge market, and we must not let it go."
"But leader, isn't this money supposed to fill the national account?"
The subordinate in front of him asked weakly.
"It's okay, you guys go ahead and use it. I can still make the decision on this matter. You can just submit an application later," the leader said calmly. When he took over this matter, he had already taken some power: "The most important thing now is those restaurants. Their craftsmanship will affect the tourism industry of Blue Star."
"How is it? Are all the trainings completed?" the leader looked up and asked seriously.
"Reporting to the leader, the training has been completed," the subordinate subconsciously stood up and answered, "All restaurants and chefs who passed the assessment have been issued national flags, and there will definitely be no overcharging of customers."
"Very good." The leader nodded with satisfaction. He knocked on the table. The virtual screen on the table was showing the content of Song Wenlan's novel.
Judging from the reward information at the end, this leader also gave Song Wenlan a lot of gifts.
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