To be honest, Fang Zhizhong is quite a reputable real estate boss in Jingzhou, what grand scenes hasn't he witnessed?

But this scene right in front of him, he has truly never seen before.

Wait, that's not right!

Just as Fang Zhizhong realized, he saw a few men pulling a barricade and creating a narrow queue passage in front of that yellow food truck that only one person could stand in!

"Everyone, make way, make way! There are too many people today, let's maintain some order and line up properly, okay?"

"Don't rush, line up! Line up to buy food! You know what, if any customer finds queuing a hassle, they can head straight to Shanshui Hall Foot Massage, where our female technicians will pack meals for you and bring them into the shop~"

"We also have Thousand Feet Bath!"

Fang Zhizhong took a closer look and only then realized, these men holding the barricade... aren't they the bosses from those foot massage places?

It's chaotic, utterly chaotic!

The foot massage place bosses aren't at their shops serving customers, they're here maintaining order on the bridge!

The female technicians aren't at their shops on the clock, they've all come to the bridge to queue for food?

What kind of world is this, with cats acting as bridesmaids for mice?

Fang Zhizhong dared not think too much, immediately rushing into the crowd, not for anything else, just to secure a spot in this dragon-like queue!

He Chunming, Liu Ping, and several other foot massage shop owners were diligently maintaining order, while at the same time placing their female technicians at the very front, causing confused customers to queue up behind them.

There's this feeling of 'although I don't know what everyone is doing, I'll just queue up anyways'.

Zhang Feng and some car owners in their group belong to those experienced folks, walking together with laughter and chatting towards the direction of Shanshui Hall.

Why queue, isn't it better to eat while getting a foot massage?

Chen Mo, seeing this scene, was a bit flustered, how could it be more terrifying than yesterday?

Without any delay, he immediately began taking out pre-prepared ingredients from the cabinet.

At this moment, Chen Mo felt a bit fortunate, lucky that the food truck was upgraded, so he could make meals just by standing inside the truck, and his standing position was a bit higher than those outside.

In a way, it's like having an independent kitchen space, making it much more efficient to work.

The egg dumplings sizzle!

The porridge boils!

Every time a batch of egg dumplings was made, Chen Mo would have nearly a ten-minute break, but not today.

"Old Liu, quickly give me some sausages!"

"Brother Squid, hurry and grill the squid!"

Uncle Liu and Brother Squid, because of what LuLu said the previous day, didn't prepare too much in advance either.

Just afraid that Xiaochen might prepare ingredients himself to cut costs, upon hearing Chen Mo's words, the two grinned, "Alrighty!"

From the stall next door, Rice Bowl Zhang hurried over, "Boss Chen, do you still want my rice? It's half price today, 1 yuan per portion!"

"Yes!"

Plain rice, 1 yuan per portion, and Rice Bowl Zhang still earned, though less than usual, but the volume is large!

Other local vendors couldn't hold back seeing this.

Sister Wanzi: "Mo, Mo! Want some octopus balls? Half price, five yuan for three big ones~"

Potato Guy: "Boss Chen, Mr. Chen! Want some mashed potatoes? My mashed potatoes are delicious, seventy percent off, seventy percent off!"

Fried Chicken Girl: "Old Chen! Hey don't push me, old Chen! My fried chicken fillet is super delicious, massively discounted!"

Tofu Beauty: "Boss Chen, I'm single! I'm single! Can you take my stinky tofu?"

Chen Mo's head was spinning, never expecting something like this to happen, damn it, I'm just a vendor too, why are you asking me instead of the customers!

But he couldn't back down now.

"Yes, yes! I'll take everything, make a portion first, and if it works, I'll take more, if not, sorry!" Finishing his words, Chen Mo pointed to that single woman, "I don't want stinky tofu!!!"

Damn, no matter how free-spirited, who would willingly try stinky tofu fried rice?

Just as Chen Mo uttered this, a bustle started among the street vendors, smoke and aroma rising as workers heading for the night shift thought something was happening, joining in the commotion.

As the steam rose up, the first batch of egg dumplings was officially out of the pot!

At this moment, Gold Medal Salesperson Xiao Na showed her outstanding skills, getting the egg dumplings, Xiao Na proudly raised her hand, "Anyone wants egg dumplings, follow me if you want some! Head to our Shanshui Hall Foot Massage to eat!"

It really worked.

The few guys at the end of the line, seeing no chance, quickly joined Xiao Na in leaving the bridge.

Old Zhao clung to Guo Aiping's arm, silently praying for them.

Hoping their wives don't find out... after all, explaining could be a bit outrageous.

"Should we wait at the foot massage shop too?"

Old Zhao shivered, unable to discern the intention behind this sentence, then solemnly refused, "Our current queue spot isn't too far back, yesterday I was at the very end before I went, this spot should definitely guarantee getting some!"

After saying so, Old Zhao sneakily glanced at Guo Aiping, seeing his wife seemingly satisfied, he silently praised his own quick thinking.

Each batch of egg dumplings was promptly taken by the female technicians as soon as it got out of the pot, and by 11 PM, the familiar sound and aroma greeted them again.

"Chen Mo! Where's Chen Mo!"

This time Chen Mo didn't speak, but the Pig Offal Lady still accurately found him, "Here's what you wanted!"

Chen Mo jumped down from the food truck, "Sister, why do you always have to shout even when you can find me?"

The woman, smelling of blood, chuckled coldly, "Old habit!"

Though today, she didn't rush off, noticing the long line at Chen Mo's stall, which puzzled her, "Is pig offal really that popular?"

Having worked at the slaughterhouse for decades, it's her first time seeing such a long line for pig offal.

Chen Mo was back in the food truck, poking his head out, "There's more than just pig offal."

The elder woman seemed thoughtful, eventually deciding to go back to slaughtering pigs.

The fact that Chen Mo used the freshest pig offal, once again spread among the long queue; people these days not only crave deliciousness but value health as well, hearing the pig offal was just delivered from the slaughterhouse made customers who've never tasted pig offal porridge even more eager.

The marinated pig offal, sorted by type, was placed by Chen Mo into the porridge base, and once the large clay pot lid lifted, a rich fragrance of rice mingled with a savory aroma permeated the air.

Currently, it was a female technician from Liu Ping's shop's turn in the queue.

"Package all the egg dumplings, and also package this entire pot of pig offal porridge!"

Chen Mo was just about to agree.

When a very masculine voice filled with dissatisfaction shouted from the crowd.

"Are you guys done yet? Are you going to let anyone else eat?"

The voice was exceptionally loud, prompting everyone at the bridge to look towards it, even Chen Mo paused his actions to see what was happening.

[great!]

Truly, one needs to focus on doing things well.

Upon hearing the voice, Liu Ping rolled up his sleeves and headed towards the source of the sound.

Thinking, who's bold enough to cause trouble here at the bridge, don't they know that the technician is from his shop?

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