MtaurNovel Chapter 98 The Waiting Time Was Long
Chapter 98 The Waiting Time Was Long
far away.
Chen Yuan had noticed a Christmas tree that had snuck into the group.
He didn't understand what Sister Tian was doing here at this time. He originally wanted to go and ask, but he was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water.
We can only wait until the other party gets closer before making any decisions.
Sister Tian is quite disciplined. Although she was live-streaming while queuing, she kept her voice down so as not to disturb those around her.
Moreover, many people are doing live streaming now, so older people are used to it.
However, what Sweetie didn't expect was...
The queue took longer than I expected.
After queuing for more than an hour, we'd only gotten halfway there.
The sun had fully risen, and its rays shone on the long queue and on everyone's face.
Sweetie's arm was sore from holding the phone, and the comments in the live stream changed from initial anticipation to unanimous skepticism.
Is this line really that long? We've been waiting for ages, and we still haven't gotten our turn!
[It must be a paid shill.]
[This is so fake! I've never heard of such a long line at a breakfast shop before.]
This script is so fake.
If this continues, I'm really unfollowing.
If it were really delicious, how could it take so long?
Is that handsome guy the boss? Or is he a shill hired by the boss?
[Using handsome guys as bait, huh? This kind of restaurant must be absolutely awful.]
As Sister Sweetie watched the constantly scrolling negative comments, her heart began to pound.
She covered the microphone and whispered a complaint into her assistant's ear.
"I regret it now. Why is the food taking so long to come out? Maybe they really came for my face. These days, people who care about looks are everywhere."
Assistant: Aren't you insulting yourself too?
The assistant dared not speak.
"Hey sis, how about we cut in line and just tell him we're big internet celebrities?"
"That won't do, it'll look even more fake." Sister Tian shook her head, her gaze sweeping over the crowd in line before finally settling on Chen Yuan's face.
"I mainly felt that he was unlikely to agree. He's a stubborn guy, and I could tell that during the interview that day."
And at this time, Sister Sweetie also observed this.
The queue was mostly made up of elderly men and women with gray hair, each carrying a thermos.
Some people came out wearing slippers, short sleeves, and even pajamas.
This doesn't look like a shill at all.
Besides them, there were several other students carrying backpacks who were at the front of the line.
The likelihood of these two groups acting as shills is extremely small.
Sweetie whispered, "I feel something's not right. If it's a face spray, it should be mostly young girls. These old folks don't care if you're handsome or not; good food is what keeps people coming back."
Within seconds, Sweetie refuted her own words.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoya quickly added in a low voice.
"It's normal for their food to be a bit slow, because everything is made by hand. The steamed buns, wontons, and rice porridge are all freshly cooked, so it takes a little longer to get there."
After Sister Sweetie described the handmade crafts to the live stream audience.
After the phone was raised higher and the camera captured Chen Yuan making steamed buns, the negative comments subsided considerably.
I waited for another ten minutes or so.
As the steamer lid was lifted once again, it was finally their turn.
"Next, next!"
Chen Yuan's voice was a little hoarse; he had been shouting all morning, and even the strongest voice couldn't take it anymore.
Besides, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his apron, arms and hands were covered in flour. He was holding tongs and his movements were very clean and efficient.
Without saying a word, Sister Tian immediately adjusted her demeanor, pointed her phone camera at Chen Yuan, and revealed a professional, sweet smile.
"Hello boss, we are..."
"I have steamed pork buns, chive and egg buns, custard buns, rice porridge, wontons, and fried dough sticks here."
Chen Yuan interrupted her without even looking up, and at the same time glanced behind him before speaking.
"We're out of Five-Red Soy Milk, only Beauty Soy Milk left. Which ones would you like?"
Even when facing the camera directly, Chen Yuan did not show the slightest enthusiasm.
Sweetie: Judging by this attitude, she must really have some skills, otherwise she wouldn't dare to talk to me like that!
I will endure!
"Three of each kind of steamed bun, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of wontons, two cups of soy milk, and another bowl of millet porridge."
While Chen Yuan was quickly bagging them.
Sweetie persisted: "Hello Mr. Zhang, we're here to check out the restaurant. Could we ask you a few simple questions?"
Chen Yuan finally looked up at her, his tone completely indifferent.
"Sorry, I don't have time. There are many people in line behind me."
After they finished speaking, as if they had planned it beforehand, the elderly people queuing behind them also started urging them to hurry up.
"Exactly, exactly, stop with the interviews, don't waste our time."
"If you want to do an interview, we'll have to wait."
"Wait until Boss Chen is done with his work before you start picking, Xiao Chen. Is my rice porridge ready yet?"
This is the first time in all these years of live streaming that Sister Sweetie has encountered such an embarrassing situation. Helpless, she could only roll her eyes inwardly.
After all, her sweet image can't be allowed to collapse.
The items were packed a few minutes later.
"Just scan the code to pay, here you go."
After saying that, Chen Yuan turned directly to the next customer, Wang Xiaoya.
"You're still the same as always, aren't you?"
"Yes, the same as always."
After receiving the soy milk and steamed buns, Wang Xiaoya happily stepped aside.
The old man behind her handed her his thermos, saying very generously.
"Fill it up."
"Okay."
Sweetie, carrying a heavy bag, was pulled aside by her assistant.
The whole process took no more than two minutes. Chen Yuan was decisive and efficient, without any unnecessary small talk or giving her any chance to speak.
Sweetie: "I feel utterly defeated. This person is truly the Waterloo of my career."
at the same time.
She took a deep breath.
"Wow, it smells so good!"
A variety of aromas wafted from the bag, a blend of wheat and meat scents that made her stomach rumble.
Left with no other choice, Sister Sweetie had to accept being treated like an ordinary customer.
At this time.
A small table became available, and the assistant quickly went over to tidy it up.
At this point, Wang Xiaoya had completed her task of leading the way, so she picked up her things and left.
Sweetie sat down, set up the equipment, and then opened the bag.
At this point, the comments section was already buzzing with noise.
Sweetie didn't have time to look closely before she said it decisively.
"Alright, everyone, the boss is so aloof, he must have some extraordinary qualities. Let's not waste any more time and just take the test. After all, practice is the only standard for testing the truth."
"Don't worry, given the boss's attitude, I absolutely won't defend him, no matter how handsome he is!"