Chapter 408 - 160: The 368 Yuan Champion, Doll in Hand

Chapter 408: Chapter 160: The 368 Yuan Champion, Doll in Hand

The auction officially began!

"18!"

Someone in the crowd blurted it out of nowhere.

Immediately after, someone else followed up, "28!"

The boss on the stage furrowed his brows even tighter.

’At first, no one was bidding. Then my own shills only dared to increase the price one by one. What was so magical about this egg fried rice that people were jumping the bid by ten?’

But he quickly came to terms with it.

’It’s nothing special. After all, the portion is huge!’

’A pot this big... twenty or thirty is actually a pretty good deal.’

But before that thought could even settle, someone shouted, "40! I’ll bid 40! Bring that pot over to me right now! I need to eat it! Aaaah!"

"40? Heh, I’ll bid 50! Surely no one will bid higher than me, right?"

Zhang Jiayi wanted to speak up several times, but she closed her mouth when she remembered Ling Shuyu’s words.

’Damn it!’

’This Golden Garlic Egg Fried Rice... it’s a flavor I’ve never tasted before. It’s surprisingly delicious!’

’I really want another serving!’

As the bids rose one after another, the price for the pot of egg fried rice gradually climbed to 98.

The number of bidders in the crowd began to dwindle.

"98, going once! Any more bids?" the host shouted excitedly.

"98, going twice!"

"98, go—"

"108! I bid 108!"

A voice like that, at a time like this, immediately captured everyone’s attention. The crowd turned to look towards the source of the sound.

They saw a young woman with double pigtails standing in the crowd, her eyes fixed longingly on the pot of fried rice on the stage.

She was wearing a dark red princess dress, giving off a sort of Disneyland vibe. Others might not have known her, but the people from Delicious certainly did!

"Teacher Wang?"

"How did we run into Teacher Wang here? The adorable Teacher Wang, haha!"

"Tsk, if it’s Teacher Wang, then it’s not so strange. That woman loves to eat."

The young woman who had bid 108 was none other than Wang Xiaoyi from the Mechanical Kindergarten.

Ever since she started eating meals from Delicious regularly, Wang Xiaoyi’s problem with a sensitive tongue had finally been completely resolved.

Without that strange worry holding her back, the young woman had really let herself go.

She, who had never joined her colleagues for meals before, now loved staff dinners more than anything!

Now that the Mechanical Kindergarten was on its autumn break, Wang Xiaoyi was eating with even more reckless abandon!

It was as if she wanted to make up for twenty-some years of missed meals all at once!

And if you were asking where to go for good food?

The food street, of course!

Wandering through the food street, Wang Xiaoyi had joined the crowd to see what was going on. The first thing she saw was Boss Su on stage. After waiting for what felt like forever, the auction was finally starting.

’I have to win this egg fried rice!’

Her bid of 108 did indeed make most people hesitate. Although many had tasted the free samples and knew the egg fried rice was delicious, paying 108 for a pot of it was a bit outrageous!

For the average person, 108 was a psychological barrier that was hard to cross.

Wang Xiaoyi waited smugly for the host to announce that the pot of rice was hers.

Unfortunately for her...

"Let’s make it 188."

HISS!

Everyone on site gasped, turning to look at the one who bid 188. It was the same man who had made several requests earlier!

Even Ling Shuyu was a little surprised.

’She had just been thinking that this man had a different air about him than the others, but she hadn’t expected him to be so extravagant.’

"We have 188! Do I hear another bid? Is there anyone here willing to go higher?"

Wang Xiaoyi puffed up her cheeks, glared at the man across the way, and stomped her foot. "268!"

WHOA!

This time, the onlookers completely erupted.

"Is this egg fried rice laced with something? How can it sell for such a high price?"

"All I can say is, there are so many fools these days that there aren’t enough swindlers to go around..."

"That’s hilarious. I’ll admit the egg fried rice is good, but 15 would be reasonable. 268? Is it plated with gold or something?"

But often, there are things that ordinary people simply can’t imagine.

The man showed almost no hesitation.

"Then I’ll just bid 368."

He said it casually, his tone perfectly calm, but it was enough to nearly make Teacher Wang cry from frustration.

A price of 368 was indeed beyond her budget.

She knew that getting to eat egg fried rice made by Boss Su himself was something that couldn’t be measured in money, but any more than this was just...

Su Chen sighed.

He felt that Teacher Wang was being put in an awkward spot. Her current embarrassment was directly proportional to her earlier bravado.

’We’re all acquaintances here. Besides, she was once an NPC for one of my hidden quests. It’s only right to help her out.’

"How about this," Su Chen said, taking the microphone from the host and walking to the edge of the stage. "Sir, I can see that the young lady is also very fond of it. Let’s close the deal at your price! There’s plenty of rice in this pot. Would you be willing to share a bowl with her later?"

The man in the polo shirt, slacks, and sandals shrugged. "Of course."

Su Chen quickly returned the microphone and signaled for the host to end it there.

’After all, the salary at the Mechanical Kindergarten really isn’t that high. Her take-home pay is probably only twenty-three or twenty-four hundred a month. There’s no point in letting this go on.’

The host also felt that letting the bidding continue might get ugly, turning a perfectly good event into a battle. "Alright! In that case, I declare that the Golden Garlic Egg Fried Rice from contestant number 8 has sold for a final price of 368! Sold!"

Su Chen crouched down at the edge of the stage. "Teacher Wang, don’t try to outbid him. When school starts, come by the restaurant, and I’ll make you egg fried rice for a whole week."

Wang Xiaoyi was so angry her pigtails practically stood on end. "He’s doing it on purpose to spite me! He’s not a good person!"