42: Did I enter a live broadcast room for food exploration?

At this moment in the live stream, lines of bullet comments continuously scrolled by.

“Xiao Mei Must Eat Well Today Too~: It looks so delicious!”

“Dog Doesn't Care Baozi: Did I enter a food review live stream? It scared me so much I quickly looked up at the streamer’s ID, and I didn’t go to the wrong one!”

“Yu Yu Yu Yu: I’m so hungry watching this from my bed, is there any kind female benefactor who can send two big white steamed buns into my bed, woo woo woo…”

“A Waste’s Life: Newcomer here, may I humbly ask, is the streamer a professional mukbanger? That expression, that way of eating, it’s making me hungry!”

“Ai Luoli: I don't know if this little boss is mentally normal, but at least the food he’s selling at his stall looks really good.”

“Doesn’t Eat Cilantro: The streamer is too much, now looking at the barbecue in my hand, I don’t even feel like it tastes good anymore, speechless!”

“...”

Bullet comments kept appearing and disappearing, and the actual number of viewers in the live stream had unknowingly surpassed 50,000.

If it had been before, Baba Le would probably have been overjoyed and started making a fool of himself to keep the new viewers.

But at this moment, he had experienced the double bombardment of delicious lemon tea and delicious ice cream, and his eyes could no longer hold anything else.

His mind was completely occupied with wondering what the mung bean paste and double-skin milk in front of him would taste like.

Curiosity is human nature.

Appetite is human instinct.

And curiosity about delicious food will stimulate humanity’s innate, wild appetite.

When Lu Chuan received the system's prompt that Baba Le had provided a whopping four appetite coins after tasting the delicious lemon tea and delicious ice cream, he was both surprised and delighted.

After handing the mung bean paste and double-skin milk to the two, he fell into contemplation.

It turned out that the number of appetite coins each diner could provide was not fixed; it completely depended on the diner’s level of obsession with the food.

Or, to delve deeper, it was also strongly correlated with the deliciousness of the food the diner enjoyed at that time.

“So, as my cooking skills become more exquisite and the food I make becomes more delicious, will the number of appetite coins provided by diners also increase?”

“And for the first stall mission, was it because I was still a cooking novice at the time, so each diner only provided me with one appetite coin?”

“I even misunderstood, thinking that each diner could only provide one appetite coin per visit!”

“Congratulations, Host, on discovering the hidden setting for appetite coins! Please, Host, work hard to complete the stall missions, improve your cooking level, and acquire more appetite coins!”

Seeing the system actively respond, Lu Chuan was not happy; instead, he frowned, put his hands on his hips, and began to question it.

“Alright, you big-browed, big-eyed system, couldn’t you have revealed this proactively, did I have to discover it myself?”

“The Host and the System are still a bit unfamiliar with each other. Going through this process of exploration, discovery, and problem-solving can effectively enhance the Host and System’s interdependent relationship.”

“...”

Lu Chuan shrugged like a bear.

You have more words, you’re right!

He decided to temporarily ignore this annoying system.

Coming back to his senses, Lu Chuan looked at the two who had devoured a bowl of mung bean paste and a bowl of double-skin milk like a whirlwind, and a relieved smile once again appeared on his face.

Great, another 8 appetite coins in the bag!

Baba Le reluctantly threw the plastic bowls into the trash bin, then looked at the delicacies in the freezer again.

He really wanted Lu Chuan to give him another portion of everything, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a burp escaped.

He then realized his stomach was already bloated like a ball.

He had already eaten dinner, and now he had consumed several cold drinks and sweet soups; he really couldn't eat anymore.

Xiao Hu also rubbed his belly, looking pitiful and on the verge of tears.

Baba Le could only say to Lu Chuan with tears in his eyes:

“Little boss, please pack the remaining eight portions of lemon tea, ice cream, mung bean paste, and double-skin milk for me. Remember to add plenty of ice to the bags!”

Lu Chuan quickly nodded, pulled over two insulated bags lined with tin foil, and began to pack.

Baba Le also took out his phone, and after seeing the prices of each item on the light board, he started to transfer the money.

“Beep! WeChat Pay received 670 yuan!”

(Delicious lemon tea priced at 20, delicious ice cream priced at 25, delicious mung bean paste priced at 18, delicious double-skin milk priced at 24!)

“Little boss, I transferred 200 before, plus this transfer of 670, that’s a total of 870 yuan. Did you calculate it correctly?”

Baba Le held up his phone.

“No need to calculate, no need to calculate.”

Lu Chuan quickly waved his hand, looking as if he completely trusted him.

This made Baba Le even more pleased, and he finally couldn’t help but offer a suggestion:

“Little boss, your craftsmanship is so good, why are you setting up a stall in this godforsaken place? If you set up a stall in the streets and alleys, I guarantee customers will flock, and money will come pouring in!”

Xiao Hu also tried to persuade him a couple of times, wishing he could convince Lu Chuan right now, preferably to have Lu Chuan set up a stall downstairs from his own home, so he could eat every day.

Do you think I don't want to!

Lu Chuan suppressed the urge to complain, merely smiling and shaking his head, indicating that money wasn't important; what was important was the process of setting up the stall and the feeling of waiting for diners.

Baba Le and Xiao Hu exchanged glances, no longer trying to persuade him, and at the same time, their label for Lu Chuan in their minds shifted from “lunatic” to “hermit.”

Suddenly, Baba Le’s peripheral vision caught sight of the camera hanging on the small cart. He was first startled, then realized what it was, and immediately exclaimed, “Oh no!”

“Damn it, how could I have left my benefactors hanging!”

Xiao Hu's expression also changed; he realized that he had neglected his duty for a bite to eat, and he truly felt sorry for Baba Le.

However, he quickly thought that his job wouldn't be lost anyway, but if he missed out on delicious food, he would really miss out. His anxious mood immediately calmed down.

Nevertheless, he quickly stepped forward, snatched the camera, and began to point it at Baba Le, who was frantically bowing and apologizing.

“Families in the live stream, please forgive me for being momentarily possessed, for abandoning you all for a bite to eat!”

“I’m sorry to the big brother who tipped me, I’m sorry to all of you watching in the live stream, I’m sorry… uh, I’m sorry to the motherland and the people…”

Watching Baba Le recite his confession with tears and snot streaming down his face, while also Can't help it licking away the milk stains remaining at the corners of his mouth, Lu Chuan’s mouth began to twitch again.

His embarrassment was flaring up again. What should he do, he wanted to laugh so badly?

No, he couldn't laugh. He had to hold it in. He couldn't mock a diner, and he certainly couldn't mock a diner who was serious about his job.

Under the glow of the pushcart's lights, three people were putting on three different shows.

And at this moment in the live stream, bullet comments were also continuously scrolling.

A small portion of the bullet comments were comforting the streamer, very understandingly stating that it didn’t matter, making money from streaming was important, but enjoying life was equally important.

But more of the bullet comments ignored Baba Le’s performance, instead continuously discussing how delicious the lemon tea, ice cream, mung bean paste, and double-skin milk truly were.