"Come on—"
Sitting on the plastic bench in front of the Youth Palace, Yu Xueqing opened the package and laid out the seafood feast she had just ordered on the plastic long table.
Of course, before having dinner, Yu Xueqing didn't forget to place her little fox on the table, allowing it to form a picturesque ensemble with the dishes.
Yu Xueqing took pictures of the fox, sent them to her dorm mates, and then pushed one cooled bowl of porridge towards Ansheng.
Then, she peeled the meat from a crab claw and placed it on Ansheng's porridge to signal him to eat quickly.
"Whimper—"
Looking at the crab meat as thick as an arm, Ansheng couldn't help but feel grateful that they were in modern times. If it were ancient times...
The fox wouldn't even dream of having a seat at the table; he'd likely be stuck in the pot, stewing away.
Of course, before actually eating, Ansheng didn't forget his mission.
Faced with the food, he didn't eat but rather looked at the plastic bowl with suspicion, sniffing intensely around the unfamiliar dish, making small questioning whimpers.
Having taken from others, one must give back; since Ah Qing was treating him to a feast, Ansheng naturally had to give it his all, displaying the green tea fox charm he'd learned in tunes for Ah Qing.
"My adoptive mother above, An has drifted for months, if you do not abandon me, An is willing to assist you to achieve great deeds!"
"Pfft—"
Just as she took a sip of porridge with pickled vegetables, Yu Xueqing saw her fox sniffing around the porridge with vigilance, bouncing defensively as if casting a spell.
Yu Xueqing spit out a mouthful of porridge, not caring for her composure at all, hastily grabbing her phone to record the cute spell-casting process of the fox.
"Hahaha..... go ahead and eat! It's all delicious!"
Yu Xueqing laughed heartily, wiping the porridge from her lips and restraining the bouncing fox, demonstrating by putting crab meat into her mouth to chew.
Ansheng feigned a confused face, licked the crab meat, smacked his lips, and, feeling it wasn't poisonous, buried his head and enjoyed the feast.
Ansheng ate while making joyful whimpers.
He was genuinely happy now.
The dish of typhoon shelter fried crab, in many business restaurants in his previous life, had been using breadcrumb and garlic powder for presentation instead of golden garlic.
Sure, breadcrumbs looked good, but for taste, it's the small family restaurants that deal with neighborhood business that matter.
They didn't mind the labor cost and needed to hand peel, select, and then deep-fry the golden garlic in abundance.
Is this a famous seafood stall or what?
Once I have a chance to take human form and get rich, I'll support your business daily; just don't go belly up before then!
.......
After dinner, Yu Xueqing cleaned up the plastic packages on the table, single-handedly lifted the white miniature gas tank-sized fox weighing twelve pounds.
While there were no signs of exercise on Yu Xueqing's body, never underestimate the effects of college entrance exam extra credit and green sports health enhancement sprint courses.
After syncing with her fox for a while, Yu Xueqing casually carried the fox home.
Ansheng watched Yu Xueqing with a peculiar expression.
During the post-dinner interaction, he had learned an important piece of information through her conversations with her dad and other friends.
Ah Qing hadn't taken to a life of crime.
But she had become a cyber tea seller!
The phone was given by her dad, because, recently, the tea shop's business was mediocre, and after seeing the trend of live-stream selling rapidly rising on Tune, he jumped in wholeheartedly.
The outcome was, naturally, as one might expect; the audience for tea among young people was far from massive.
Moreover, the host was too greasy; after three months of emo live-streaming, besides daily arguing with other greasy middle-aged men selling tea, the accumulated sales total was less than five thousand, and the constant quarrels led to elevated blood pressure requiring rest.
With no other choice, Yu Xueqing's dad noticed his daughter on summer break and asked her to help with the family live-streaming sales.
Now, in the midst of July's summer.
Yu Xueqing's school had been on summer break since June 28th, not returning until September 8th.
It just happened that his beautiful daughter would help out with a two-month summer job.
Besides the 2000 yuan monthly living allowance, the summer job would give Yu Xueqing an extra 3000 yuan salary as a hardship allowance for taking over her father's online feud.
"2024 live-stream sales...can't even get warmed up," Ansheng muttered to himself.
Ansheng in his previous life didn't venture into live-stream commerce, knew nothing about the industry, but based on those once-explosive e-commerce influencers he'd seen.
They had already been deeply immersed in the short video industry and gained massive followers, making live-stream selling merely a monetization of their resources as big influencers.
Ah Qing might as well hope to earn by being a cyber Arhat online than gambling on live-stream selling.
What the cyber Bodhisattvas dare to brush against, Ansheng dares to.
What they don't dare, Ansheng dares as well; this is one of the perks of being born a fox.
You couldn't possibly argue that a fox shaking its hip constitutes vulgarity, could you?
However, Ansheng feared getting Ah Qing into state enterprise food, so he wouldn't dare to appear in her live-stream room.
He'd need to be extra cautious during Ah Qing's live-streams in the future.
Ansheng wasn't just fodder for Ah Qing's online content, but a legitimate Xiabei Region subspecies red fox, a genuine Capital City-registered Fox Immortal.
After getting home, Yu Xueqing put Ansheng in the house and shuttled back and forth, transporting various live-streaming stands and lighting equipment from the backseat into the house.
Sitting on a cushion with the fox in her arms, Yu Xueqing curiously scanned the price of some of these lights with her phone's QR scanner.
Then, Ansheng and Yu Xueqing couldn't stop marveling.
A fill light, costing three thousand yuan.
An unnamed light stick, nine hundred thirty yuan.
You could merely say Yu Xueqing's dad was a classic case of poor student with too many stationery items.
"Whimper—"
Ansheng raised his head, sighed at Yu Xueqing's profile.
Ah Qing, does your mother know about this? How about turning in your father? Counting the streaming phone, more than sixty thousand yuan had been poured in,
expending three months' time, only to earn back a few thousand yuan, which isn't enough to cover medical expenses.
Perhaps, when your mother punishes your dad, you can list these items on second-hand sites, recover some costs, and peacefully pretend nothing happened.
'Master~ Are these things that I shouldn't touch?'
In Yu Xueqing's ears, Ansheng's devilish whisper to turn in her father, after machine translation, came out as a sophisticatedly equivocal phrase.
"These things... best not to mess around with them."
With a baffled look, Yu Xueqing petted the fox's head, astonished by her dad's willingness to spend, while lamenting his penny-pinching enough to take the bus.
Sighing, Yu Xueqing began tidying up the living room.
She had no experience with live-streaming sales; previously, she was just thinking of it as a bit of fun.
Nonetheless, knowing her dad had lost so much that even his underwear was practically transparent, Yu Xueqing felt a bit heavy-hearted.
After tidying up the living room, she picked up the fox lying on the sofa and headed to the bathroom to clean it up.
Having been out today, the fox needed a wash.