Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 321. Qi Tongshan (Part 013)
If it weren't for the loud volume of the neighbors' TVs, the reporter's rapid-fire delivery (almost like a rapper), and the wailing of police sirens sounding like 3D surround sound, Qi Tongshan would almost have joined the three of them, gazing up at SpongeBob's innocent face, looking on with a serene and contented expression.

Hey, this looks completely out of place outside!

She suppressed the urge to complain.

"Ahem." Qi Tongshan coughed. "Let's order."

"The menu is on the sign outside, with prices clearly marked. Let me know when you're done looking at it."

The man in the middle, whose hair resembled a hen's nest, didn't turn his head, staring intently at the TV, leaving Qi Tongshan with an "Einstein-esque" back of his head, reminding Qi Tongshan of those elementary school students who were addicted to TV and didn't do their homework.

She complained about Yan Wuxun's service attitude, as if catering is not a service industry and this is elementary school homework?
The little boy next to her glanced back at her, then turned to look at the messy-haired man in the middle, and muttered, "Brother Xun, Brother Xun, that lady is taking pictures."

Tianyu also glanced at it.

He mainly had nothing to do. There was a lot of commotion outside, with all sorts of rumors and gossip. He was usually quite curious, but these two had a magical allure. Looking at Yan Wuxun's dejected face, he felt a sense of relief at the hopelessness of his life. Plus, the little boy beside him meticulously carried out his orders. For some reason, he felt that following the two and living a life of leisure was a noble ideal.

Suddenly, he sensed a kindred spirit emanating from the woman.

This made his scalp tingle, and his eyes became wary.

Qi Tongshan frowned slightly, meeting Tianyu's gaze. They both knew what was going on, and she made no unnecessary movements to show that she had no hostility.

"Hey, you're live streaming now?"

Yan Wuxun finally turned around, nodded at her selfie stick, but there wasn't much reaction in his eyes. He still had that musty, rotten wood smell.

Why does this person talk so rudely?

Four faint blue veins appeared on Qi Tongshan's forehead.

Good heavens, I can debate with a group of scholars without batting an eye, but this slovenly man, with just a glance and a gesture, makes me want to grab a knife and attack.

Is it due to exceptional talent or a special physique?
"Hmm," Qi Tongshan replied casually, "Big plate chicken and white rice."

"The stove isn't lit yet. If you're not in a hurry, sit down and wait a bit." Yan Wuxun seemed glued to his seat, showing no intention of getting up.

The conversation between Qi Tongshan and Yan Wuxun was transmitted through the live stream without any interruption, and many viewers in the chat started to laugh, urging:
"Sister, confront him!"

"How dare you! This is how you do business!"

"Brothers, give me your address, I'll lead the charge!" said the second-ranked member.

Qi Tongshan was already furious, but when he saw the second-ranked person's bold statement, he was afraid that some angry young man from District 9 had taken a plane and a tram overnight, grabbed a bottle of Red Star Erguotou liquor, and smashed it on the counter.

Oh, Red Star Erguotou won't pass security.

That's fine.

Qi Tongshan was amused by his own thoughts and didn't bother arguing with Yan Wuxun.

She found a seat nearby and sat down, replying to the comments on the screen in a casual manner.

"Don't try anything funny with me. I'm just trying to make a living, not some kind of monster. Stay away from me."

Comment: "Who can stand this jerk?"

"If it were me, I would have slammed the door and left long ago."

Qi Tongshan did not reply.

Unfortunately, this is the only street restaurant in the 9th ward area nearby. There are many restaurants that claim to be from the 9th ward, but very few street stalls offer truly authentic food.

Unfortunately, Qi Tongshan got tired of those upscale restaurants that claimed to serve Chinese cuisine and developed a fondness for street food.

Unless it's a street food stall of the level of Shaxian Snacks, it's probably rare for a street stall to go on a nationwide chain and even develop overseas marketing.

The foodie's persistence overcame the urge to strangle Yan Wuxun.

"Not really. If you saw polite 16th-ward waiters every day, sitting on tatami mats in a cramped shop, offering you tea and water with such friendly kneeling, you'd get a creepy feeling. There's nothing you can do about it; that's just their culture..."

"If you run into someone from District 9 who's giving you a hard time, you might be annoyed, but you'll actually feel a sense of kinship. You'll think, 'Hey, you're pretty unique, aren't you? Which episode of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?'"

Qi Tongshan propped her cheek up and said casually.

"I'm not really used to their enthusiastic attitude. Although they're very polite, there's a sense of distance. I always feel like you're not the same kind of people. I don't have that kind of manners, so your politeness makes me look like a country bumpkin. On the contrary, those rough-around-the-edges craftsmen from the middle who swear in their accents sound more friendly to outsiders."

She had just finished speaking when she heard thumping footsteps outside.

"Hurry up, hurry up! What are we having for lunch? I'm starving!"

The woman shouted.

Even without seeing the person, just hearing their voice, one could tell that the visitor was a man of great energy and enthusiasm.

Qi Tongshan was clearly startled when she heard the voice.

Almost simultaneously, a gust of wind blew past her side, and the counter owner, who had somehow climbed over the narrow front counter, appeared in the doorway with a whoosh. His speed amazed Qi Tongshan, making her wonder if he was a waste not to participate in the 100-meter hurdles.

He stopped at the door, changed his expression to indifference as if by magic, and calmed himself down in a few breaths.

Immediately, a graceful woman with wine-red hair appeared at the door. She was radiant, and her eyes lit up whenever food was mentioned, as if she had inexhaustible energy.

"So early today?" the male shop owner asked.

The woman walked straight past, complaining, "Something happened outside, and they both went to take care of it, leaving me bored to death, so I came back first."

"Sister Lan is back." Xiaodouzi and Tianyu nodded in greeting.

"Hmm." The woman's cheerfulness remained as always.

As Chen Ruolan walked by, she noticed that there were female customers in the store, and couldn't help but take a second look.

"Hello, miss, are you live streaming?" She smiled broadly, but spoke in Japanese.

“From District 16, fellow townsman.” Yan Wuxun rolled his eyes at her.

"Wow, that's even better!" Chen Ruolan's eyes lit up.

Beautiful women are attractive to both men and women; handsome men are like double-ended sockets.

Qi Tongshan stared at her for a long time without saying a word, then smiled and said, "Hello."

Adding to Chen Ruolan's love of joining in the fun, she made a cameo appearance, instantly causing a stir in the comments section.

"Sister, can you get the text message of the girl next to me?"

"Ah, Tong's mom, I'm going to fall in love with someone else!"

"What do you mean by infidelity? Only children make choices like that. I want them all!"

"Only children want everything; even adults know that it's too much to handle!"

Seeing that the comments were gradually going astray, Qi Tongshan simply dismissed them, saying, "Go away, I'm going to chat with the pretty girl."

Isn't Tong's mom adorable? The ending is already decided. ????
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(End of this chapter)