Traveling through time as a goblin, just wanting to live a leisurely life

“Just follow the menu, eat it while it’s hot!”

The waiter placed a plate of fish in front of the customer, causing him to instantly open his mouth to talk on the phone.

"This is... Eastern Star Spot?"

Xiao Chen almost fainted again when he heard this. The star grouper is indeed a good fish, the kind that is good and expensive. The problem is, can this mortal star grouper compare with the fairy star grouper?

Don’t you see the dazzling colors?

But Xiao Chen knew that this guy just wanted to argue and would retort no matter what was said, so ignoring him was the best option.

"You know fish so well, so whatever you say is true!"

Xiao Chen left after saying this, not wanting to entertain such a guest at all.

But the guest was excited!

"Hello? Excuse me, I'm eating grouper! Where were we talking about just now?"

Yi Gan almost choked on the fish bone. He didn't expect that this person would want to show off to the person on the phone even after eating a fish.

But, is it really appropriate to show off like this?

Aren’t you afraid that the deal will fall through?

"Hello? Hello? It's okay Mr. Yang, I can talk to you while we eat... Hello? Hello?"

Look, the phone is hung up.

Although Yigan is not a communication expert or a sales champion, he is very familiar with this way of chatting. His previous owner always spoke to the goblins in this way when he could not produce the results of magic experiments.

It seems that only by constantly opposing, belittling and denying people can one appear to be so professional and noble.

After he hung up the phone, he took several photos of the delicious food in front of him and uploaded them impatiently. It took him nearly half an hour to finally eat the first bite of fish.

The food was cold.

“Ah! Delicious!”

The smooth and juicy fish meat can be picked up with just a pinch, and melts completely in the mouth with a light bite. The sweet juice immediately fills the entire mouth, greatly satisfying the diners' taste buds.

There is also human vanity.

Although half an hour had passed and the fish had already cooled, the guest in front of him still looked as if he was enjoying the meal, a very exaggerated enjoyment.

That expression, that movement, he was like a star standing on the stage, and the entire grilled fish stall was his audience.

It was almost 1am, and he and Yigan were the only two customers at the fish stall. It seemed that his exaggerated eating show was directed at Yigan.

Yi Gan was wearing a cheap coat, looking thin and with his head bowed, and looked like an extremely insecure person with social phobia. Although he didn't say it explicitly, the customer's every move showed that he was more elegant than Yi Gan in everything. It seemed that even the nitpicking was more noble and tasteful than Yi Gan.

“What expression would he have if he knew that this fish was brought by Igan?”

The waiter Xiao Chen watched the customer's performance and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The guest glanced at Xiao Chen with contempt.

"Humph! Sad!"

He said quietly.

"What's so fun about being a vendor? What's so proud of earning this little money every month? The mentality of small people is really sad."

The guest thought.

"Like-minded people hire like-minded people. This boss is also a nobody. He doesn't promote such a valuable fish as the red snapper, and lets the price go as it pleases. He has no idea of ​​sales strategy or business model. If I were to do it, I could earn enough money to buy a stall with this red snapper! That's the way of thinking and pattern!"

The customer was eating while thinking about making money, completely forgetting that even a 70 yuan fish was too expensive.

But as he ate, his brows furrowed.

“Why are there so many bones?”

I saw a small pile of fish bones on the table where he was dining, some long, some short, some thick, and some thin, as if every muscle fiber of this "Eastern Grouper" was pierced by several bones.

And he only ate half of it, leaving the other half of the fish meat uneaten and the fish bones unpicked!

"It's so annoying. There are so many bones. I won't eat them anymore!"

The guest became impatient and put down his cutlery with both hands, relying only on the taste left in his mouth to savor the deliciousness of the fish.

Suddenly I thought of the surprise when it was served on the table...

"It would be a shame not to eat such a good fish."

After thinking for a while, the guest picked up the cutlery and continued eating.

With the belief that eating one more bite means losing less, the customers began to be patient and concentrate on finding faults.

He stopped looking at his phone, kept quiet, and stopped thinking about other people's shortcomings. He no longer cared about the situation or the price. At this moment, he was just concentrating on picking out the bones and eating the fish.

I kept picking and choosing, and ended up eating the whole fish.

"call!"

The guest let out a sigh of relief, having not expected that this meal would be so difficult.

But when he thought of the ultimate taste in his mouth, he felt it was all worth it.

Or, it is precisely because of this meticulousness that he feels that this piece of grouper is more delicious than any he has eaten before, and he feels more fulfilled eating it.

Only then did he remember that he hadn't looked at his phone for more than ten minutes.

I opened my phone and saw that it was empty, no new messages, no new messages, no missed calls.

Even the post I just posted on the social software didn’t have anyone like or comment on it.

For the first time, he felt that the world at one o'clock in the middle of the night was so quiet.

Knowing that I don’t have to reply to any messages tonight, my body immediately feels relaxed and tired.

He slumped in his chair, looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt confused.

He is a man who works hard to make money, and he has been doing so since he graduated from high school and is now nearly 30 years old.

No one praised him when he was growing up, and no one praised him when he was in school. But when he was 19 years old and earned his first $10 in his life, he finally received praise from all over the world.

From then on, he knew that money was a good thing, and he chased after it. He began to make more and more money, faster and faster, and now he is even playing with extremely high-risk but high-return speculative projects.

I don't know when it started, but he has already bet his entire fortune on speculative projects.

Only then did he realize that he had nothing except the money.

Now even money has become a speculative project and can leave him at any time.

So, without even realizing it, he went mad calmly.

He began to take on multiple roles, trying every possible way to make money. He wanted to regain the money that once brought him a sense of accomplishment, security, and glory, just like he was looking for himself.

At the same time, he also began to look for other ways to fill his sense of accomplishment, security and honor without realizing it.

Hence the sarcastic and mean person he is today.

"What the hell am I doing?"

He asked himself this question on this quiet night.