Translated by Serena Love

TLCed by Pure

Edited by Azure

Chapter 9: Treasure of an Artist

"Miss Sister, I'm here again. This time I want ten pan-fried buns and three bowls of hot pepper soup." Netizen Xiaoxiao had calculated it and planned to take it back for her parents to taste.

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Excuse me, we just discussed it, and now everyone can only buy four pan-fried buns and a bowl of hot and spicy soup."

"Ah, I knew I should have bought a little more just now," Xiaoxiao was full of regret. "Then I will take four."

After Xiaoxiao bought hers, the next one in line was the girl in white. She hesitated and said, "I will take the same as her."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Okay, just wait a minute.."

The girl in white held the fried buns and hot pepper soup as if she was cradling a baby. The scent had already aroused her appetite, but as soon as the bun entered her mouth, she knew the girl with a high ponytail did not lie to her.

For the first time in her life, she had eaten such delicious pan-fried buns!

She could no longer care about her image, consuming an entire pan-fried bun with two mouthfuls. After just a few bites of buns and half a bowl of spicy soup, her stomach happily rejoiced with a "Gruu gruu" sound.

Since she had developed anorexia, this was the most satisfying meal she had eaten.

The girl in white, who was a fan of Zhou Meng, actually had a large verified Weibo account under the name "Lanka," boasting hundreds of thousands of followers.

Lanka v: 【Absolutely recommended!!! Tang Qiaoqiao's pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup are so delicious that it’ll make you tear up! It’s been so long since I’ve had anything this well made since losing my appetite, but her pan-fried buns and hot pepper soup saved my stomach (I swear to god this is all honest words; if it's an advertisement, I will eat my vomit!)】

[T/N: The "v" behind a name means the Weibo account is verified, and it's the official account of that person.]

【Blogger, aren't you a fan of Zhou Meng? Why didn't you comment on her sushi but recommend her opponent instead?】

【Why, was the sushi that terrible?】

【Sister, Zhou Meng doesn't have such a fan who bites the hand that feeds it. This blogger's greed is truly off-putting.】

【That commenter above, rushing to expel a fan, is too funny. The blogger just commented on the food, it has nothing to do with fandoms.】

【I’m with the blogger on this one. I’m also on the scene and bought the fried buns and sushi. The taste is heavenly! So underrated!】

【Zhou Meng's sushi looks good, but the rice is too hard and the filling is too greasy. It's also really expensive!】

...

Lanka's Weibo was quickly turned into a major forum as it involved popular actresses. Netizens from all walks of life were quarreling.

The headline "Tang Qiaoqiao's Pan-fried Buns and Hot Pepper Soup" quietly became trending. Some netizens specially edited the clip of Tang Qiaoqiao skillfully making pan-fried buns, which immediately went viral.

Many diners who were recording the scene also read the news on the Internet. When they saw the customers on Tang Qiaoqiao’s side eating with gusto, many people began to move over to her side.

It didn't take long for the three teams on the scene to undergo earth-shaking changes. There was a long queue on Tang Qiaoqiao's side.

When they learned that Tang Qiaoqiao had limited purchases, the people at the back became anxious, fearing that they would run out before their turn.

"Don't worry! There’s enough for everyone!" Wei Yiqi shouted while he hastily arranged the dishes for the customers. Meanwhile, Tang Qiaoqiao quickly continued to fold the filling into the buns. As soon as one pot sold out, the new one would finish cooking.

Seeing this situation, the director team didn't care about the rest. The cameraman not only shot Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi but also interviewed a few diners randomly, planning to edit it into the published broadcast.

Zhou Meng’s expression darkened when she saw that there were fewer and fewer people in line at her window; only one-third of her sushi had been sold. 

Hu Miao simply ran out to check the enemy's situation personally. He was curious, was it really so delicious? If it weren’t for the fear of upsetting Zhou Meng, he would also like to buy a few and try them.

Zhou Meng forced a smile at Hu Miao and said, "Please excuse for a moment, I need to go to the bathroom."

As soon as she got to the bathroom, she took out her mobile phone and called her agent.

"What's the matter? Didn't I ask you to inform the fans that they must come today?"

Agent: "I have already passed the news to the fan club, including the time and location. Many fans said that they would definitely come."

"Where are those people?"

The agent rushed to explain, "The fans must have gone, but the street is relatively busy, and there are many passersby shopping. We can't control it."

"Cut the bull. Go and find me more customers!" Zhou Meng was angry. She was unwilling to lose to that country bumpkin in this situation where she should have won easily.

In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao had nothing to do with her, so she never paid attention to her before. But she did not expect to learn from her best friend, Tang Rou, that this 18th line artist was in fact the daughter of the so-called distant relative who the Tang family recently adopted.

However, Tang Qiaoqiao was not only not grateful for the kindness of the Tang family but also did not know her place. She even dared to covet her younger sister's boyfriend; a truly despicable and shameless wretch.

She didn’t know if the agent's arrangements were implemented, but Zhou Meng's situation didn't get better. Instead, Tang Qiaoqiao gathered more and more customers. By this point, the queue hadsnaked around the corner.

"Girl, I want four fried buns and two bowls of spicy soup."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the uncle who lent her a cargo trike.

"Uncle, you’re here."

"I came to have a look."

"Oh, this must be your grandson." The uncle was holding a two or three-year-old chubby child in his hand. The child had half a shaved head and was fat and round. He stared straight at Tang Qiaoqiao and said in a cute voice, "Fairy sister, I wantta eat a bun."

'Fairy sister!' Tang Qiaoqiao’s heart was instantly struck. The corners of her mouth curled up. "Fairy sister will pack it for you."

Tang Qiaoqiao gave the uncle eight pan-fried buns and did not charge him any money. No matter how much he pushed, she continued to decline, claiming it’s something she ought to do since he had allowed her to borrow his cargo trike.

The uncle left with his grandson contentedly.

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a trace of qi pouring into her body from all directions. What is going on? Cultivation had long fallen into decline in this world, and the spiritual qi was thin, so where did this influx of qi come from?

She looked at the spiritual qi floating in the air and found that it came from her customers.

They ate the food she made which manifested into heartfelt praise and fondness. In turn, these pure emotions transformed into spiritual energy that nourished her.

This was an incredible surprise; Tang Qiao Qiao suddenly felt invigorated, ready to make another five hundred buns.

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, the dining hall closed. Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi calculated their income.

She grinned happily, "Six pots of pan-fried buns, so nearly 500 buns were sold. Plus two big pots of hot pepper soup. The total income is 3,258, deducting the cost, we earned 2,258."

Wei Yiqi had stood for the entire day; he was tired and almost unable to straighten his waist. Yet in contrast, Tang Qiaoqiao clearly had a larger workload than him, but she was strangely getting more and more energetic.

The director assembled the three groups and announced the final result.

"First, Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke had a total income of 1,020 yuan. They only spent 480 in costs, so the net income was 540."

"Next is Zhou Meng and Hu Miao, who spent 1,000 yuan. They earned 1,975, so the net income is 975 yuan."

"Finally, Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi had a total income of 3,258 yuan with a net income of 2,258. So the winners of this period are Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi!"

"Yay!" Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi happily high fived.

Several other people congratulated them perfunctorily, but Zhou Meng merely clapped twice with a visibly forced smile.

The director continued, "All the money we earn today will be donated to help underprivileged girls in impoverished mountain areas continue their education. Additionally, the winner of this round will have priority selection rights in the next recording."

【wowowow the Tang-Wei combination is great. Such a dark horse.】

【Fuck, the CP names are all out】

【The delicious taste of those pan-fried buns still linger in my mouth. They were so delicious omg】

【Tang Qiaoqiao's fried buns were only 5 yuan a piece, the milk tea was 15. while none of Zhou Meng's sushi were below 20 yuan, if we were to calculate it this way, Tang Qiaoqiao delivered a crushing victory】

【Popularity is worthless. Only delicious food is recognized】

【I’m now following Qiaoqiao. I have a gut feeling that she’s going to be the new big star. Really, she’s both cute and capable】

When Tang Qiaoqiao returned to the villa, it was already eleven o'clock. She estimated that Shen Yue was already asleep, so she went to her room to wash up and lay down.

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"Ah!"

Early the next morning, a scream resounded from the first floor of the villa.

Aunt Wang was taken aback by the sound. While she was wondering what had happened, Tang Qiaoqiao opened the door and charged out of her room, holding her mobile phone high to show her.

"Aunt Wang, my fans have risen to 200,000!" When she woke up, she found her phone vibrating constantly. She thought it was another relentless series of calls from Brother Qian, but she didn't expect it to be notifications from Weibo.

Was it because she complained that she had few fans on the show yesterday, so Brother Qian found his conscience and bought her fans?

She quickly called to ask Brother Qian, but he told her that none of the fans were bought by the company. They were all real fans who had followed her after the live broadcast ended yesterday.

Brother Qian could not be more satisfied with her performance. He only intended Tang Qiaoqiao to show her face in the popular show and perhaps gain some attention from it. Unexpectedly, his artist had hidden such a great talent. He really developed her in the wrong direction before.

Brother Qian granted her a day off and let her take a good rest.

Aunt Wang was sincerely happy for her.

Tang Qiaoqiao merrily skipped to the second floor. She slammed her brakes at Shen Yue's door and knocked on the door three times. "Shen Yue, are you awake? I'm coming in."

Shen Yue woke up a long time ago and heard the movements from downstairs.

Tang Qiaoqiao was wearing bright yellow bunny pajamas, and she hadn’t combed her hair. Her head was in a mess, with a stubborn strand of hair on her forehead curled up.

Tang Qiaoqiao's eyes were bright as stars. "My Weibo fans have risen to 200,000, and they also said that I am cute."

Shen Yue glanced at her. "Why are you telling me this, do you want me to compliment you too?"

Translated by Serena Love. Posted on pure tl.com do not repost / steal

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