Number One Dungeon Supplier - Chapter 521 The Valiant Orc in a Baking Apron
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Chapter 521 The Valiant Orc in a Baking Apron

Compared to Lai Fu's rather chaotic Offshore Sea Store Instance, Qian Qian's Reef Knolls Bakery was the complete opposite. The lines were orderly, and everyone queued to buy her bread. Aside from the few Orcs and Penguins that were aiding her with the baking procedures, Qian Qian handled the cash register.

It was still a bakery store no matter how one looked at it, and window shoppers wouldn't know why it was that popular until they stepped into the store instance themselves. The first thing awaiting them was the mouthwatering fragrance of fresh bread out of the oven.

The old customers who had frequented Qian Qian's bakery knew that she handled this store mostly by herself as a store passed down by her family throughout the generations. Her customer base wasn't too large, but neither was it too little.

It was enough for a decent living, which was why when she saw the large crowd waiting to pay for the bread, she could not help but feel a little anxious. The crowd outside easily surpassed what she usually had to tend for a whole day by at least twofold.

Luckily the presence of her orcish helpers in the area made almost everyone aware not to mess with Qian Qian's store. However, some idiots who were too used to convenience, got pissed off by waiting and shouted for the store owner to work faster.

Just as Qian Qian wished to apologise, one of the Orcs who was working on the next batch of bread stepped forward in her stead. "You got a problem, punk?" The Orc asked, and the customer was still daring enough to shout at the Orc for being so discourteous to the clientele.

"Since it's day one, I will present you with three choices. One. Shut up, apologise and silently wait your turn. Two. Turn around and leave while you still can do so yourself. Three. Stay and face my wrath. Which one would you like?" The Orc somehow appeared even more threatening in his baking apron, making those surrounding them move back a little. (Or forward to give them some space.)

"Don't