Good ingredients without a good chef are like a fine horse without a discerning rider.

This is Zhuo Qianqian's biggest sentiment at the moment.

As she thought this, she quickly stuffed the meat into her mouth, as if someone might snatch it away from her.

At this moment, she finally understood why those people have such a rough eating style; it's not difficult to imagine her own eating style must not be any better right now.

But in the face of such deliciousness, who cares about appearances? Just dig in!

"Gulp..."

Seeing this pretty young girl with exotic features, the people lining up behind her started to eat the barbecue in big bites, knowing that today's lamb skewers must be extraordinary.

The people from Great Border Province have very distinctive looks, and this young girl is unmistakably from there. If even folks from Great Border Province are eating the lamb skewers like this, doesn't that prove they are delicious?

"Boss, hurry up, the people at the back are starving."

"Already salivating, boss, let's step it up."

"I've been waiting so long that the flowers I had have wilted."

Wang Fan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this point; the worry of not completing the task turned into a bustling success in just one night.

He had been grilling for over an hour without even the chance to take a sip of water.

Feng Haoyu and Li Wei, on the other hand, had nothing to do.

The skewers, potatoes, baby bok choy, and kidneys were all prepared, cleaned, and ready to go. The two of them had originally planned to tidy the tables outside, but their regulars had already cleaned everything up thoroughly and even wiped the seats with wet wipes.

Seeing the boss busy while they had nothing to do made the two feel a bit uneasy, but not knowing what else they could do, they could only look at Wang Fan with pleading eyes.

Noticing their gaze, Wang Fan said, "Just keep an eye on the hygiene of the outside tables and chairs, and rest up. When the meat arrives, there will be plenty for you two to do."

"Got it! We don't mind being busy. We're being paid well, so we can't just sit idle."

Upon hearing Wang Fan's words, the two perked up and went around with a cloth, cleaning up after anyone left.

"I'm sorry everyone, everything that could be grilled has been sold out. The new stock hasn't arrived yet. Perhaps you could all disperse for now?"

Seeing that the fresh ingredient box was empty, Wang Fan apologetically addressed the diners.

A man in his forties was next up in line and was eagerly anticipating his turn. Upon hearing this, he protested, "No, no, no. I waited an hour and a half, and now you're telling me there's nothing left? Would you tolerate this if it were you, boss? Let's put ourselves in each other's shoes, all right? You must have something left, look again!"

Wang Fan pointed around the small shop and chuckled bitterly, "Please see for yourself, my shop is only this big. If there were anything left, it would be quite obvious, wouldn't it? I just checked, the delivery will arrive in about 20 minutes, and then I need to cut and skewer the meat, which will take at least another 40 minutes. Perhaps you could take a little walk in the meantime?"

The man shook his head vigorously, "I've just waited an hour and a half, and if I walk away, won't I have to line up for another hour and a half when I return? No way, I'll just wait here. Anyway, I've already waited so long, 40 more minutes won't matter. But it does get a bit boring just waiting, maybe you could grill me some bamboo skewers for a taste?"

Whoa!

Whether it was Wang Fan or the people lined up behind him, hearing this, everyone couldn't help but swear inwardly.

This guy is something else, demanding to eat grilled bamboo skewers is a first.

Wang Fan quickly explained, "That really won't work. Without lamb on them, the bamboo skewers will burn up quickly, and if there's an open flame, it won't be long before my shop has to close."

The man sighed regretfully, pulled up a chair, and sat there, as if he were guarding the door to collect debts.

A long 20 minutes passed, and Zhang Ming finally arrived with a small cart in tow.

Pushing the cart to the shop door, he panted and said to Wang Fan, "Boss Wang, here's your 100 pounds of lamb, 50 bags of baby bok choy, and 50 pounds of potatoes. The lamb was slaughtered just an hour ago; it's super fresh."

Li Wei and Feng Haoyu quickly went out to help Zhang Ming unload the cart.

Zhuo Qianqian craned her neck to look at the lamb, and from its color, she could tell the delivery man wasn't lying, it really was freshly slaughtered lamb; frozen lamb doesn't have that sheen.

Wang Fan looked at the meat on the chopping board with satisfaction and smiled at Zhang Ming, "Thank you for your hard work, even hustling during the holidays."

Zhang Ming beamed and said, "No trouble at all, it's my duty. I actually hope you'll keep me this busy!"

Wang Fan's order alone was in the hundreds of pounds, making him a top client for a small vendor like Zhang Ming, who was eager to please, far from daring to complain.

There are many shops on the mountain, but most shop owners either live nearby and handle things themselves or have large operations with their own supply chains. Rarely do they need his services.

"You go ahead with your work, I'll get going. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me; I'm at your service 24/7."

Zhang Ming's attitude was impeccable, and seeing that Wang Fan finished inspecting the goods, he took his leave.

Having said that, without waiting for Wang Fan to reply, he quickly pushed his cart and left. Seeing the line, he knew how busy Wang Fan was. To linger would be unwelcome; after all, in this business, they have to be good at reading the room.

Wang Fan was indeed busy, and although he had already made a nice profit for the day and could close up without regret, he couldn't bring himself to leave so many people waiting expectantly.

Grabbing a knife, Wang Fan started slicing the meat, while Li Wei and Feng Haoyu washed and prepared the potatoes and baby bok choy. As soon as Wang Fan finished cutting a piece of meat, they set aside the potatoes and baby bok choy, washed their hands, and rushed over to start skewering the meat.

By the time Wang Fan had cleaned all the meat, the two had already prepared over 100 skewers.

Although the wait was a bit long, the man in the first seat and the customers behind him were very satisfied.

After all, this was genuine freshly cut, freshly skewered, freshly grilled meat, making the wait time entirely worthwhile.

As Wang Fan took out the skewers to grill, the aroma of the meat, which had only just dissipated, again rose rich and strong.

"Freshly cut and grilled meat is just something else. Smell that aroma, compared to this, frozen meat is just trash."

"I just looked it up, and although this place is new, the boss is quite famous, a minor internet celebrity."

"An internet celebrity? I thought they were just vain clowns seeking attention. Turns out there are people with real skills among them?"

"Not quite sure, but apparently, the boss doesn't focus much on that stuff; it's all people who have tasted his food that promote him."

"No wonder, these skewers smell amazing and are cut right in front of us. We definitely have to buy more and try them."

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