CFSMS -Chapter 110 Boss, Please Wait—I’d Like to Buy a Jianbing

“It’s fine.”

Lu Wu said casually.

The workload for this mission was enormous. Relying solely on the villagers would never be enough to complete it.

Since she had to wait for her other customers anyway, she didn’t particularly care whether the villagers bought from her stall or not.

Good wine fears no deep alleyways.

Likewise, her pancakes feared no distance.

Her mentality was excellent.

That said…

She had so many customers. Hadn’t any of them found her yet?

The hide-and-seek game between Boss Lu and her diners was practically a recurring event. Meanwhile, the confused “ghosts” were currently losing their minds on the One Realm Network.

“Where’s Boss Lu? Where did my gigantic Boss Lu go?”

“Didn’t they say Boss Lu set up a stall again? It’s been several days already—has nobody managed to find her?”

“My heavens, don’t tell me Boss Lu ran off into some secret realm again?”

Countless diners were howling in frustration.

Naturally, there were also a few bad apples stirring up trouble.

“Heh. I bet she exaggerated her abilities too much before and got exposed. Now she’s too embarrassed to show her face.”

“Exactly. What Boss Lu? Setting up a stall and making such a big fuss—she really thinks highly of herself.”

“Someone like that is nothing to worry about.”

These comments all came from the grudge-holding Beast Taming Sect.

Ever since their sect had been blown up three times, the disciples had more or less realized just how unpopular they were.

But instead of reflecting on themselves, they doubled down and completely embraced their villain era.

Their latest hobby was becoming professional trolls on the One Realm Network, targeting every faction that had beef with the Beast Taming Sect.

As someone who had thoroughly humiliated them before, Lu Wu naturally received special attention.

Under every post searching for her whereabouts, Beast Taming Sect disciples worked together in a coordinated effort to ruin her reputation.

Unfortunately for them, the Bun Cult was no longer the tiny local gathering it had once been back in Little River Town.

The rapidly growing Bun Cult mobilized its members and led a massive counterattack alongside countless diners.

“Oh my, this is the textbook definition of sour grapes. A major sect with centuries of history couldn’t even compare to one bowl of Boss Lu’s ice jelly. Got your face slapped and couldn’t handle it?”

“Shh… give them some dignity. Let’s mock them quietly.”

“As someone who’s actually eaten Boss Lu’s food, I guarantee her cooking is the best. If you disagree, let’s meet offline. Oh, right, I’m Xia Yi of the Hehuan Sect. I’ll be waiting.”

“So what if I support Boss Lu? Come hit me, you little Beast Taming Sect brats. Bleh!”

The cultists possessed both tremendous combat power and remarkable unity.

The Beast Taming Sect’s voices were quickly drowned beneath the overwhelming tide of diners.

Seeing the enemy fall silent, the Bun Cult wisely stopped while they were ahead.

They didn’t go looking for trouble.

But if someone bullied them, they certainly wouldn’t just swallow the insult.

The Great Elder had already said it:

Fight however you want. He’d handle the consequences.

Having secured a complete victory, the cultists returned to discussing Lu Wu’s whereabouts.

After all, Lou Xiaotian’s earlier revelation had left everyone eagerly anticipating new developments.

As one of the Bun Cult’s inner disciples, his words carried considerable credibility.

Then, after dropping the bombshell, Lou Xiaotian had vanished and refused to say another word, driving everyone crazy.

“Do you think Senior Brother Lou did it on purpose? Maybe he just doesn’t want us competing with him for food.”

One cultist boldly voiced the suspicion.

The person behind the account was none other than Lou Batian.

No father knew his son better.

Lou Xiaotian only had to fart, and Lou Batian would know what he was thinking.

As the town lord, he couldn’t casually leave Little River Town.

Watching his son travel freely while he remained at home enduring his wife’s daily eye-rolls and suppressing his grievances, Lou Batian had finally found an opportunity for revenge.

Son, please accept this heavy paternal love.

“…”

“I think the guy above just revealed the truth.”

“Wait, that’s actually something a person would do?”

“Of course. I’d do the same thing.”

After all, every Bun Cult member dreamed of monopolizing Boss Lu’s stall for themselves.

“I heard the last place Boss Lu was seen was Abyss Sea City.”

Outer disciple City Lord Shan, who had also been following Lu Wu’s news, kindly provided this information. Looking at the rapidly refreshing page, she smiled with the satisfaction of a mission accomplished.

This would definitely attract a huge number of diners to Abyss Sea City.

Her performance evaluation for the month was practically secured.

With Hong’an City’s success as an example, she needed to think of even better ways to welcome the incoming visitors and make them feel at home.

Hong’an City: You little green-tea schemer! Stay away from us! And give Boss Lu back! Louder!

Regardless of whether the information was true, many diners immediately began making preparations.

In Hong’an City.

Zeng Si looked at his son.

The boy’s face remained expressionless, but his desire to eat was practically written all over it.

Then he looked at his wife, who was subtly threatening him from the side.

Finally, he nodded.

“Fine. The three of us will treat it as a family trip to Abyss Sea City. We can watch the Heavenly Pride Tournament while we’re there.”

The moment his goal was achieved, Zeng Sheng instantly hid all traces of his longing.

A smile appeared in his dark eyes.

The skewers were delicious.

The jianbing… I want to eat it.

The foodie duo Mu Mu and Tian Tian reached the same conclusion.

“There’s nothing urgent going on right now. Why don’t we go chase after Boss Lu? Besides, I’m planning to start a special food thread dedicated entirely to Boss Lu’s snacks.”

Tian Tian loved eating and also loved sharing her experiences.

The two had originally met through food discussions on the One Realm Network.

Boss Lu’s dishes had given her endless inspiration.

Her previous food reviews had already caused her follower count to skyrocket.

“I agree. I’ll help you when the time comes.”

The two packed their luggage and set off immediately.

Many other diners who had originally come to the city because of the skewers also departed in pursuit of Lu Wu.

Even a mere rumor was enough to send countless food lovers rushing across great distances.

Such was the power of delicious food.

When it came to cuisine, even Boss Lu herself had to take second place.

As for a certain City Lord Cang…

Watching large numbers of visitors leave Hong’an City, Cang Heguang felt utterly heartbroken.

Not because the tourists were leaving.

But because he couldn’t go with them.

The position of city lord granted authority, but it also came with responsibilities.

Wait.

No, that’s not right.

Cang Heguang suddenly remembered the evil dragon sealed within the secret realm.

What if…

What if he claimed the dragon had been acting up lately and required Boss Lu’s cooking to keep it calm?

Wouldn’t that give him a perfectly legitimate official reason to go find Boss Lu?

The more he thought about it, the more feasible the plan seemed.

He immediately prepared to submit a report.

Then—

Eh?

Wasn’t he the highest authority in all of Hong’an City?

Oh.

In that case, never mind.

He could just leave directly.

As for his subordinates’ miserable cries of protest…

Lord Cang temporarily developed selective deafness and couldn’t hear a thing.

Meanwhile, the diners were already on their way.

After squatting at her stall for the entire morning, every single jianbing Lu Wu sold had ended up being ordered by Lou Xiaotian.

Sure, the boy could eat.

But not even he could finish two thousand pancakes.

After an entire morning, her mission progress had only increased by ten.

Lu Wu wasn’t anxious, though.

Glancing at the time, she began packing up.

She’d head back, catch up on sleep, and continue the battle tomorrow.

Just then—

“Boss, please wait! I’d like to buy a jianbing!”

A figure appeared in the distance, waving frantically at Lu Wu while shouting.

The voice was full of urgency.

It was a woman dressed entirely in black.

A white skull emblem was embroidered onto her sleeves.

One hand clutched her stomach.

Her face was pale and bloodless.

The moment she spotted Lu Wu, it was as if she had found her long-lost mother after years of separation.

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.