Chapter 144: Miss Meilin: I Am Very Noble

Just like Terry, Miss Meilin—a resident of one of Federal Star City’s most famous mansions—also exercised her special privileges.

Having always lived a pampered life where everything was prepared for her, Mei Lin’s fingers weren’t particularly fast.

Every time there was a rush for food in Jiang Jiujiu’s livestream—

she was very likely to come away empty-handed.

’But this is just virtual data snatched from a terminal. Paying real money for it would be idiotic. And hiring someone specifically to snatch it for me? What if my friends in my social circle found out!’

Wouldn’t that add "desperate foodie" to her glamorous titles as the top socialite, top beauty, and top epicurean?

...

This was something Miss Mei Lin absolutely could not tolerate.

So, she hastily assembled a "Gourmet Plan" from her team of servants. She only chose loyal retainers whose families had served the Dais family for generations. They were born and raised in service to the Dais family; even if they found their young lady’s request utterly bizarre, they would never dare tarnish her reputation.

However—

"Out of all of you, not a single one managed to get it?"

Mei Lin was getting a little angry!

The socialite was angry, and everyone sighed.

The head maid stammered, "Miss, I was trying my hardest, but—"

"It was gone in an instant."

The newly appointed butler also said with a quaver in his voice, "Miss, it disappears so fast. We just can’t keep up."

A team of ten, and every single one of them came up empty!

The new operations officer at her side looked at the group, and his head throbbed...

’When he’d signed the indenture contract, he had been prepared to die. He had thought, ’Even if I offend the young miss and get killed, my family will have received enough Star Coins to live out their lives comfortably.’’

’My sacrifice will be worth it. It will have value.’

But after arriving, he discovered that nobles weren’t all foul-mouthed tyrants who would have you killed as easily as taking a drink of water.

At least Miss Meilin was quite law-abiding. She was just a bit too naive and prideful at times.

"Miss Meilin, your... ten trusted retainers are all on the older side. They can’t possibly compete with the young people in the stream to snatch up a slot."

’Look at them. From left to right: the head maid, who was well into her middle age; the butler, so old he was trembling; the cleaner, whose hands shook from too many years of hard work—’

’How could any of them possibly compete with the young, able-bodied fans in the livestream?’

Mei Lin looked at them and fell silent.

Then, her expression hardened as she questioned Jiang Jiang, "What about you! You’re young and able-bodied! How are you so useless too!"

"..."

Jiang Jiang sighed and held out his dominant right hand, which bore a very conspicuous scar. "You forgot, Miss. My hand isn’t what it used to be."

Mei Lin: ...

"But even though none of us were up to the task, you’re still the most capable one, Miss."

"You were the only one who managed to get a slot."

"You have a point. I guess I’ll just have to do it myself from now on."

She waved her hand, dismissing them. Sitting alone at the magnificent dining table, she placed the data dumplings she had successfully snatched on the table.

’Being young really makes a difference,’ she thought with a sigh.

Then she thought, ’And even though I don’t usually do any work, my reflexes are still pretty good.’

’It’s just a shame I can’t have two bowls. I’ll have to settle for the low-level treatment.’

Tch.

With a noble’s sigh, Mei Lin elegantly speared a dumpling with her fork, dipped it in black vinegar, and took a bite.

The first dumpling seemed to have a filling of chives and egg crepe. The chives were tender, the egg crepe was delightfully chewy, and the flavor was incredible. The taste of the dipping sauce was even more unique, rivaling anything from the revolving restaurants.

’This commoner’s skills are really impressive,’ she thought. On a whim, she shared Jiang Jiujiu’s livestream link with the Dais family’s chef group chat.

With the attached message: Learn.

’The family chefs are professionally trained. I should have shared this commoner’s livestream with them a long time ago—’

’That way, I might have been able to start placing custom orders long ago! I could have had whatever I wanted to eat!’