Crossing the stars, I live-streamed my cultivation in kindergarten

Chapter 181 The Bustling Eighteenth Floor
HaiLan Shopping Mall, the first shopping mall named after HaiLan Star, its prosperity is naturally self-evident.

However, this does not include the eighteenth floor, which is a delicacy from the old days.

Normally, no matter how many customers there are on other floors or how good their sales are, it has nothing to do with the eighteenth floor.

But today it's just the opposite.

The mall was not open yet in the morning, but a long line formed early at the newly opened Sunshine Hotpot Restaurant on the 18th floor.

As time went on, more and more diners lined up.

Some came from the live broadcast room, some were notified by friends, some were invited by major forces... These orcs waiting in line are likely to occupy the entire eighteenth floor.

10: 00.

Songjing Chinese Restaurant, opposite Sunshine Hotpot Restaurant, is open for business.

Zong Cui'e and Matsui Hiroji were blocked inside the restaurant entrance. Looking at the long queue opposite, which had already reached the entrance of their own restaurant, they felt shocked and annoyed.

I hate the hotpot restaurant owner for opening a store right across from his own restaurant!

This is a blatant slap in the face of the Zong family!

I was also shocked by the bustling scene with crowds of people in front of me. I couldn't believe that this was the appeal that the food from the old times should have.

None of the old-time delicacies that have appeared in the interstellar space have ever had such an aroma that makes the orcs intoxicated and unable to stop eating.

The orcs who smelled it couldn't move at all. They just wanted to get closer, closer, and eat it. They had to eat it...

An orc queuing at the entrance of a Chinese restaurant said, "This fragrance is enough to corrupt the orcs' will!"

He originally wanted to go to the eighteenth floor to visit friends today.

Unfortunately, as soon as I stepped onto the 18th floor, I was tempted by the overbearing aroma of the hot pot restaurant and couldn't stop.

I had no idea what I was doing there. I just followed the smell and joined the crowd in queuing.

Not only him, but also many orcs in the queue were the same.

"Isn't it? I originally came to the Chinese restaurant at the back to get some tonic food today. Their "Shangtianrudi" is one of the more famous delicacies on the 18th floor. It tastes good and the price is not high. But as soon as I entered the 18th floor, the smell attracted me and I walked straight over here." The orc in front of him stood on tiptoe, craned his neck, and looked at the hot pot restaurant with the aroma wafting in the air, feeling anxious.

That’s right, it’s “tonic”.

Studies have shown that after being cooked correctly and passing the inspection, the old-era delicacies have the advantages of alleviating mental instability, improving the physical fitness of orcs, and promoting the growth and development of cubs.

But the taste made the orcs disagree.

Therefore, families with the means will eat appropriately according to their own needs.

Hence the saying of “tonic”.

"I don't know what the price is like, is it expensive? How many bites can we eat with the star coins we have saved for so long?" The classmates who made an appointment with him to come here for tonic were worried when they saw that the line was coming up quickly.

The companion in front of him turned sideways, bumped his shoulder, and with a slight slant of his brow, gestured for him to look at his sworn enemy from the same school who was standing right in front of them. "No matter what, I have to eat today, even if it's just one bite. Otherwise, I'll be so greedy! I won't be able to concentrate on class or training!"

They both came from ordinary families, relying on part-time jobs and daily savings to make ends meet, only having the opportunity to come to the Hailan Shopping Mall once a month to replenish their energy. However, their sworn enemy, Pierre, was different. He was born into an aristocratic family and had no shortage of money.

Although he was confronting Pierre because he couldn't stand his arrogance in school, he was outside the school now.

and……

They inhaled the fragrance of the air once more, their eyes locked, their minds set.

They are just mortal enemies, but it is not impossible to turn hostility into friendship.

At most, the two of them would never look for opportunities to harm him in school again, and certainly not take advantage of practical classes to do something bad to him!
Doesn’t Pierre just like to show off his aristocratic background?

Don’t you just like to speak in a sarcastic tone?
Isn't it just that he lacks strength but shows off all day long...

What's the big deal?!

We were all students from the Command Department of Hailanxing Comprehensive School, so meeting each other was fate. Especially today, meeting on the eighteenth floor, on the same team, was even more fateful!
They have to cherish it, and Pierre has to cherish it too!
They were roommates who had lived under the same roof for several years. They could understand each other with just a glance and reach a consensus in an instant.

They put on fake smiles, pushed and shoved their way forward, and forcefully put their arms around their mortal enemy's shoulders.

Ah, no, I should say he is my good classmate Pierre. From today on, the term "enemy" is a thing of the past!
Pierre, suddenly restrained from behind, saw the orcs on either side and felt a chill in his heart. He quickly put on a fierce expression and shouted, "Zhong Jiayuan, Feng Minghui! What do you want to do? I tell you, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will have you beaten to death when we return to school tomorrow!"

I didn't expect to meet these two rude guys just when I went out for a meal. Pierre, who didn't have a bunch of followers around him, felt his scalp tingling and his muscles and bones aching.

"Tsk, you coward!" Feng Minghui retorted habitually.

Zhong Jiayuan quickly coughed to stop him from continuing.

"Sorry, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue! Pierre, we didn't expect to see you outside of school. We are so happy!" Feng Minghui grinned and put force on Pierre's shoulder with his palm.

Pierre was photographed sinking ten centimeters.

He gritted his teeth and straightened his bent knees, his eyes sparking with anger. "I'm not happy at all!"

"Oh, how can you say that? After all, we were comrades who fought side by side..." Zhong Jiayuan was halfway through his words when the team arrived. He and Feng Minghui smiled at each other, and then they carried Pierre on each side into the hot pot restaurant. "Come on, let's talk inside and eat while we talk!"

I thought the fragrance I smelled outside was tempting enough, but when I entered the store, I realized what it meant to be enchanting.

They would never have imagined that one day they would use the word "enchanting" to describe the aroma of food.

The hot pot restaurant, which covers several hundred square meters, is filled with a rich and overbearing aroma, spicy and fresh, which attracts the orcs who come in to constantly secrete saliva, and their bodies are clamoring for the desire to "eat".

A door completely separates the inside of the store from the outside.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the three of them shared a table and sat at the table where Pierre was waiting in line.

"Please scan the QR code to order. We will serve all the dishes within ten minutes after you place the order. In addition, please go to the condiment counter to mix your dipping sauce." The clerk hurriedly finished his explanation and went to guide the next customer to come in.

Can't you move faster?
Their work in the store is calculated based on their workload, and after get off work they receive corresponding food coupons based on their workload that day!
When the clerk thought of this, he looked at the crowded crowd of people at the door and his eyes glowed red.

In his eyes, these customers are now walking food coupons!
(End of this chapter)