Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 252 - 250: Society Needs More Good People

Cao Tianrui was still pondering this issue.

He saw a young guy carrying a takeaway box walk into his gym, didn’t even say hello, just started talking to his phone.

Right away, Cao Tianrui got a bit angry.

Back when I, Old Cao, was conquering Construction Road, this kid wasn’t even born yet, otherwise, how dare he? Cao Tianrui strode over to start berating...

"Folks, Chengdu is really a nice place! This gym offers free late-night snacks, and the gym next door is worried there aren’t enough seats outside and provides dining seats too, there really are more good people in society!"

The "What the hell" on Cao Tianrui’s lips forcibly turned into: "Bro, have a seat here, want some hot water?"

He Ziheng pointed his phone at Cao Tianrui, "Look, look! So considerate, even provides hot water!"

Cao Tianrui inwardly cursed but could only smile, thinking this kid looks like a streamer, which might be good, let him eat and get out quickly, it could be some promotion for our gym, get some positive news!

Little did he know.

Cao Tianrui’s livestream had only about a dozen viewers... none of whom were from Chengdu.

LuLu: "Who’s watching the gym? Hurry up and open the lunch box, what kind of noodles are named after Boss Xiao Chen?"

Hard Work Pays Off Project Party: "It’s grilled steak and fried noodles? Haha, interesting, it’s a fusion of Chinese and Western!"

My Bro, Dun: "I miss Boss Xiao Chen, if this was in Jingzhou, I’d start with at least five portions!"

Old Zhao: "Damn! None of you talk in the group but come alive watching the stream? Damn! Not daring to face me, guilty about me, all of you, talk!"

He Ziheng frowned at the comments on his stream.

What’s with this Old Zhao, he just had a little surgery and became so angry, once he spoke, everyone else went silent.

Forget it, just block him.

He Ziheng operates his phone, mutes user [Old Zhao], and then proudly announces in the livestream, "Folks, I’ve blocked that uncivil Old Zhao, keep chatting, I’m going to taste these beef noodles now."

The stream suddenly filled with countless dots, grouped in sixes, showing everyone was speechless.

He Ziheng, imitating other streamers online, lifted a piece of steak to the camera, "Fans eat first."

Old Fang from thousands of miles away: "Stupid streamer."

He Ziheng instantly took a huge bite, deliberately pulling the mic closer to his collar and chomping loudly.

Not everyone is like LuLu, a livestream saint, who can precisely capture highly effective content for streaming; the more He Ziheng chomped, the more irritated the few old fans became.

Thinking they couldn’t get even a hair, why was he streaming like this?

Is this what we’re here to see!

After He Ziheng’s final loud chomps and the swallowing of beef, the number of people in the stream directly turned to: 0!

"Damn, did I eat too deliciously, and drive everyone away?"

"But it doesn’t matter, starting a new career is always tough, no one can easily succeed, keep streaming!"

He Ziheng, savoring the black pepper flavor in his mouth, began slurping noodles.

"Bro, are you here to lose weight too?"

He Ziheng, chewing on noodles, turned to look at the man speaking to him, "No, I just came here for the food. Outside was full so I came in here to eat."

Seeing some shock on the faces of the six at the table, He Ziheng began telling a story.

These were stories he heard while waiting in line in Hanyang that day.

The few people who just finished eating were idle, and at this moment, they thought He Ziheng’s vivid storytelling was a bit strange.

"Is this young boss really so awesome up north?"

"Wow, today we are eating food recognized by a national banquet master, no wonder it’s so good, I must have another serving!"

"Makes sense, this kind of cuisine doesn’t come by often, since we’ve encountered it, we should indulge ourselves, what’s the point of restraint?"

"Let’s go, let’s order another one outside."

Cao Tianrui stopped Song Ya at the door, "Where are you going?"

"To eat noodles." Song Ya didn’t feel guilty at all, rather justified.

Cao Tianrui thought he heard wrong.

Isn’t it late at night, you came to lose weight and exercise, having a late-night snack is one thing, but having a second serving?

"Oh, Boss Cao, you probably don’t know? This Boss Xiao Chen rarely stays in one place for long, he’s a big shot making over ten thousand a day in Hanyang Town, and he’s praised by Sichuan Cuisine masters, you’ve got to eat more while you can, once he leaves, you won’t have another chance!"

"But your weight loss..."

Song Ya nonchalantly patted Cao Tianrui’s shoulder, "You can always lose weight, but Boss Xiao Chen’s food isn’t available every day. I’ll just start training again next week."

Cao Tianrui watched the six night shift trainees heading to the stall again.

He felt as if his brain, like a computer running hundreds of programs at once, couldn’t process it!

It seemed everything they said was reasonable, yet somehow everything was wrong, what’s going on?

Before Cao Tianrui could wrap his head around it, he looked up again.

"Damn, when did so many people arrive?"

The six trainees who had just left were already lining up, and standing before them were sanitation workers wearing orange reflective vests.

It was midnight, and these hardworking sanitation workers were getting off work.

"This young guy is nice, and this gym is nice too, if it weren’t for you, we’d have to go home and cook at night."

"Yeah, haha, there are more good people in society these days!"

"Just not enough seats, but it doesn’t matter, tomorrow we’ll bring some tables for the young guy when we come over."

Song Ya overheard several sanitation aunts and uncles chatting, happily helped by saying, "No worries, there are provided seats in this gym’s charity event, and hot water too!"

"Oh! That’s so great, what did I just say, there really are many good people these days!"

Ma Juntao, Pan Siyu, and the others exchanged glances.

Sitting at the tables, watching the six training camp members packing beef noodles, along with a dozen sanitation aunts and uncles also packing beef noodles. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

They went together...

The twelve coaches were a bit stunned, through the large glass window, they looked at the gym, which should be filled with the spirit of movement, now filled with the breath of life.

Treadmills, stretching beds, rowing machines...

"Hey wait, how come that uncle is eating noodles while pedaling our spinning bike?"

"Wow, that aunt is hardcore! Eating while lifting dumbbells?"

"Wait... can that Swiss ball be used as a chair for eating? That uncle’s balance is solid!"

The coaches were truly stunned, speechless!