Chapter 381 - 156: The Real Review of the Cthulhu Soup Dumpling

Chapter 381: Chapter 156: The Real Review of the Cthulhu Soup Dumpling

With the third floor taken care of, all that remained was the nineteenth floor!

Su Chen had rather complex reasons for choosing to make the Cthulhu Soup Dumplings on the nineteenth floor.

The power of these soup dumplings was simply too great, as evidenced by the day he ran his stall at the community entrance. Despite the price of over a hundred yuan per dumpling, the seniors were spending their retirement funds to gobble them up with gusto!

If he chose the third floor, it would cause an enormous line for the soup dumplings, which would inevitably affect the other food stalls.

Besides, the eight kitchens on the third floor were a perfect fit for his eight apprentices, so Su Chen had no intention of crowding in.

The nineteenth floor, with over five hundred square meters of space, could accommodate plenty of people!

Once everything was arranged, Su Chen called Aunt Fang up to the nineteenth floor to help him make the soup dumplings later.

Now certain of the soup dumplings’ power, Su Chen planned to wait for Zhang Li to arrive at the company to help shell the crabs.

These things had to be made to order. If prepared in advance, the flavor and texture would be much worse.

Of course, the first choice was to let the customers shell the crabs themselves. For one, it made the pricing transparent. For another, leaving the crab-shelling to the customers was much more interesting—and it saved on labor. If a customer truly didn’t know how, then Zhang Li could take over.

Everyone else would continue working on the third floor.

Mincing pork belly, mixing the dumpling filling... a series of preparations began, and Su Chen was soon immersed in his work.

Time always flies.

Before he knew it, it was already past two in the afternoon. Clearly, He Shuting’s video had a huge effect.

Business was supposed to start at four, but people were already starting to trickle up to the third floor.

"Home-style dishes? Each stall has different home-style dishes, and each one is only responsible for three dishes?"

"I have a question. Boss Su definitely isn’t the one cooking at these stalls, so can the food even compare to his?"

Standing in the main hall, Ling Shuyu addressed the doubtful streamer, "While Boss Su isn’t personally cooking, he has personally inspected everything and confirmed it’s up to standard before allowing sales to begin. You can be completely at ease."

However, among the many guests was a familiar face.

Zhang Yi stood on the third floor, phone in hand, sweating profusely.

[Xiaobai: To Geneva with this! Refund!]

[Some_Unknown_Streamer: You promised us intel, but Boss Su didn’t even open his stall today! Refund, refund!]

[Longcheng_Eats: Don’t tell me the group owner is a scammer?]

[Jiangcheng_Foodie: Don’t panic! If he doesn’t give us our money back, we’ll report him to the police!]

Staring at the chat logs in the intel group, Zhang Yi was completely baffled.

He’d thought he could easily make a few thousand yuan with his cleverness, but he never expected Boss Su to refuse to play by the book!

He had even come to the third floor today hoping to freeload some good food and drinks, only to find the members of his group chat completely losing it!

"You should hurry and give them their money back."

Zhang Yi turned his head and saw that Fang Chang had arrived at some point.

He had added both Fang Chang and Zhan Yang when he created the group, so they could see all these messages.

"But I..."

Fang Chang clapped Zhang Yi on the shoulder and said earnestly, "It’s useless for you to want the money. Boss Su already put you on the company blacklist yesterday."

"What?!"

Fang Chang nodded. "Yes. Boss Su won’t allow any bad apples in the bunch. Sigh... What am I supposed to say to you, man? Just hurry up and refund the money, then go home early to be with your wife."

Leaving Zhang Yi with these words, Fang Chang clasped his hands behind his back and strolled around the third floor, then sauntered over to the stairwell, preparing to climb to the nineteenth floor and get in line early.

After all, just the day before...

...for promptly reporting his good friend Zhang Yi’s betrayal, he had received a special reward from Boss Su!

He was getting a free Cthulhu Soup Dumpling today!

’So this is how good it feels to backstab a friend!’

Fang Chang slowly made his way toward the nineteenth floor.

By three-thirty, the third floor was already starting to become packed.

Sui Po did a lap of the third floor while holding up his phone. "I can’t believe it! So many people on the very first day of business. Let’s go find where those Cthulhu Soup Dumplings are!"

Given the special circumstances, Sui Po, who almost never streamed, uncharacteristically chose to explore the new spot via live broadcast.

After all, this place was full of streamers. Sticking to edited videos would mean falling behind the curve.

’Might as well stream it live now and edit the video later!’

"Hello, where can I buy the soup dumplings? I haven’t noticed a stall for them."

The person standing at the entrance was none other than the "Hi-Knee Socks Queen," He Shuting!

"The soup dumplings? You’ll have to go to the nineteenth floor for those. Also, the elevator isn’t working today, so you’ll have to..."

HISS! Sui Po sucked in a sharp breath.

"Is Boss Su doing this on purpose? We have to climb the stairs from the third floor to the nineteenth just to get in line?"

The other streamers heard this too. A few of them didn’t even bother speaking to their fans, just WHOOSHED and disappeared into the stairwell.

"Let’s go, let’s go! For those soup dumplings, we’re climbing to the nineteenth floor today!"

However, when Sui Po had climbed about five floors, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"Actually, it’s not that tiring. Let me show everyone."

The phone’s camera turned. Starting from the eighth floor, Sui Po couldn’t move anymore. The line of people above him was packed solid!

In this situation, the people behind could only take a single step forward when someone finished their soup dumpling on the nineteenth floor and came down.

At this rate, he definitely wouldn’t get tired.