Chapter 50 News About Luo Jun

At 12:30 p.m., one of the busiest times at Yunzhong Cafeteria.

As usual, Ou Yang sat by the window and enjoyed a rich meal of two meat dishes, one vegetable, one dessert, one soup, and one fruit. While eating, he looked around to see if there were any fearless customers drinking cold herbal tea today, so he could decide whether to slack off at the cafeteria later.

These days, even slacking off had become difficult.

Because he had been caught going to make lemon tea every time he tried to slack off in the past two days, Ou Yang now subconsciously trembled whenever he saw lemons.

Fortunately, there weren’t many reckless people today.

Everyone had already understood the rules of Yunzhong Cafeteria: dishes made by Qin Huai could be eaten with confidence; Qin Congwen’s food was also acceptable; Qin Luo and Zhao Rong’s food carried about an 80% risk.

As for why it was 80%—that’s because Qin Luo was also responsible for making hand-shaken lemon tea.

Ou Yang relaxed and continued eating.

After finishing his work, Little Qin (Qin Huai) sat down across from Ou Yang with his meal tray, looking troubled.

“What’s wrong? Still haven’t figured out that honey-fermented bun of yours?” Ou Yang asked.

“No,” Qin Huai replied while eating with his head down.

“If you ask me, you should just stop using honey fermentation and make more fermented rice buns instead. Didn’t I buy a bag yesterday morning and take it home for my parents? My mom praised them endlessly—she immediately raised my monthly allowance from 0 to 3000!”

“I even got two supermarket cards, two amusement park annual passes, one foot massage shop recharge card, and one beauty salon card from her. I grabbed the wrong one for the beauty salon—I originally wanted the traditional bone-setting clinic card.” As the number-one bandit Ou Yang spoke, he pulled out the amusement park annual passes from his pocket. “These two cards are for you. Have Aunt Zhao take Luo Luo to the amusement park someday.”

Qin Huai accepted the amusement park cards without hesitation and said, “I’m not thinking about honey fermentation. I’m thinking about what kind of event to run next.”

Ou Yang swallowed a large bite of braised pork. “Another herbal tea event? You’ve already ‘affected’ every Grandpa and Grandma surnamed Luo with ‘Jun’ in their names around here.”

“Did you know that because you’ve been giving out herbal tea recently, that terrible herbal tea shop on the pedestrian street actually improved its reputation? I checked a couple of days ago—their rating on review sites went up by 0.2.”

“If it really doesn’t work, just sell iced black tea instead—it’s tea, and it’s cold,” Ou Yang sincerely suggested.

Qin Huai: “……”

You think I want this? It’s just that the mysterious Luo Jun still hasn’t shown up.

“You can’t put it that way,” Qin Huai said calmly. “What do you mean I’ve affected every Luo surname with ‘Jun’ in their names nearby? There must still be people who haven’t had it.”

In any case, Luo Jun himself definitely hadn’t had it.

Ou Yang was completely stunned. He looked at Qin Huai with awe, then hesitated and asked, “Did someone around here offend you?”

“Surnamed Luo? With ‘Jun’ in the name?”

“Wait, don’t say anything. Let me think… let me think…” Ou Yang held his head, frowning deeply. “Now that you mention it, there might actually be someone. Hmm… who was it? I feel like I’ve heard that name before.”

Qin Huai immediately became alert. He said nothing and simply put down his chopsticks, quietly watching Ou Yang think.

“I feel like I saw it recently… what did I see recently? What was my job again?”

“Environmental sanitation?” Qin Huai reminded.

“No,” Ou Yang shook his head.

“Walking dogs that defecate everywhere?”

“That’s the woman surnamed Huang from Building D. She’s been reported multiple times already.”

“Noise complaints?”

“No, no, I remember that one was surnamed Liu.”

“Seems like it was on some list…”

Finally, after eliminating countless wrong options, Ou Yang slammed the table and shouted, “I remember! Luo Jun—Old Luo! A patient of Dr. Qu!”

Seeing Qin Huai looking at him, Ou Yang quickly explained, “Qin Huai, remember last time when you were delivering salad? I was filling out that survey form for elderly people living alone—that one in our community, resident of A Building 1704.”

Seeing that Qin Huai still didn’t react, Ou Yang continued, “He lost his wife early, has no children, lives alone. His health hasn’t been good these past couple of years, his legs and feet aren’t convenient, and he rarely goes out. I heard he’s a bit mentally confused now. His attending physician is a friend of Sister Hong. We visit him every few months, but Old Luo’s personality is really bad—every time we visit, he doesn’t give us a good face.”

“Only Sister Hong and Dr. Qu can get along with him. He’s extremely stubborn. We privately call him Old Luo the Stubborn, and almost forgot his real name.”

“He offended you?”

Qin Huai showed a speechless expression. “You just said Old Luo hardly goes out. I’ve probably never even met him—how could he offend me?”

“Not impossible,” Ou Yang said. “Even though Old Luo doesn’t go out, he orders takeout—and he especially likes giving negative reviews. All under his real name. Nearby businesses hate him.”

Qin Huai felt he had probably found Luo Jun.

But…

Why would Old Luo, who loves ordering takeout, be in a group-buying chat?

Group-buying requires at least eight orders per batch—would the residents in the same building even be able to gather enough people?

Besides, for nearby residents, walking over to eat would only take a few steps. Freshly made food straight from the kitchen would definitely taste better than takeout.

In Qin Huai’s impression, neither An Youyou nor Qin Luo had handled orders within the residential area.

Without overthinking, Qin Huai asked directly, “When is your next visit?”

“Next week or the week after. Dr. Qu will come with us—it’s easier when we’re tagging along with him.”

“I’ll go with you,” Qin Huai said.

Ou Yang: “?”

“Perfect timing to have Sister Xi arrange some soft publicity posts about community cafeterias caring for the elderly living alone—‘everyone contributes a bit of love, and the world becomes warmer’ kind of human-interest content,” Qin Huai continued smoothly. “We can do some promotion in that area. We’ll be hiring new pastry chefs soon, so we need some publicity to expand sales.”

Ou Yang stared in shock. So this is how business is done? No wonder I lose 6.6 million a year.

After a long silence, Ou Yang asked, “If you’re coming with us, should we bring some specialties from the cafeteria?”

“Like the secret five-filling buns?”

“Even though Old Luo has limited mobility, I remember his teeth are still fine. Last time I visited, I saw him cracking sunflower seeds.”

Qin Huai nodded. “Bring some specialty pastries.”

“Since it’s hot now, it’s good for elderly people to drink tangerine peel tea for their health. Let’s bring a few cups of that as well.”

Ou Yang: “……”

Ou Yang’s hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

He really wanted to ask Qin Huai—had Old Luo ever given Yunzhong Cafeteria a bad review?

Isn’t this basically revenge?

Oh wait, there is a difference.

If it were deliberate revenge, they would be bringing Seven-Flavor Dampness-Removing Tea instead.