"Yo, eating such a hard meal early in the morning? Liu ManCang, you look like a starving ghost coming back to life!"

Liu ManCang felt that the words sounded familiar, as if he had just heard them somewhere.

Just by the sound, he knew it was his neighbor Tang brother, who sold grilled cold noodles and pancakes next door.

Liu ManCang picked up the lunch box and showed it in Tang brother's direction: "Look at this rice, is it hard?"

Tang brother had already seen Liu ManCang eating meat, and upon closer look, he noticed the contents of the lunch box were even more astonishing. The dishes in the box were really substantial, harder than bricks.

"Wow, you must have made some money. This has pork knuckles and beef tendons, quite a feast. Is it good?"

Liu ManCang praised it wholeheartedly: "Don't say more, just one word—amazing. If you haven't eaten yet, I strongly recommend grabbing a portion to try. You've been making some money lately too; treat yourself to something nice."

Tang brother motioned towards Wang Fan's van: "Is it from the one that just arrived yesterday over there?"

Liu ManCang nodded: "That's right, brother. Let me tell you, don't be fooled by the young age of that boss, he's got some real skills in his hands. The braised meat he makes, you'd be hard-pressed to find better across the entire Northeast. Plus, he's honest and doesn't use broth to make weight."

Tang brother touched his bulging wallet. He indeed had been earning quite a bit lately. Prices remained the same, but due to the increased quantity sold, his income naturally was much higher than before.

He licked his lips, thinking he really hadn't had a decent serving of meat in a while. Why not today?

"Alright, I'll go take a look. If it's not good, I'll flip your stall later."

"Hahaha, go ahead and flip it, I guarantee it'll be delicious."

Soon, Tang brother came back with a purchase and couldn't help but complain to Liu ManCang: "Oh my, I swear, I originally just wanted to try two or three dozen yuan's worth to taste. But once the young boss started serving the meat, I couldn't resist, and ended up spending over 60 yuan for a breakfast."

Liu ManCang chuckled: "Who wouldn't say so? The way he braises meat is absolutely top-notch. The color, the tenderness... tsk tsk tsk, fantastic, truly fantastic."

Tang brother sat down ready to eat, at once anticipating the braised pork while also feeling a bit of heartache.

Who spends over sixty yuan on breakfast? It's practically a crime!

But as soon as the first bite of meat entered his mouth, the amazing texture and flavor changed Tang brother's perspective.

"If this is a crime, then I'd rather have a life sentence!"

...

"Yo, eating such a hard meal early in the morning? Tang brother, you look like a starving ghost coming back to life!"

Tang brother, gobbling down his food, found this remark somewhat familiar, as if he'd heard it before.

He looked up and saw it was Old Sun next to his stall selling stuffed pancakes and crispy pastries.

"Let me tell you, this meal can daze anyone who eats it. Don't laugh at me. If you don't believe me, buy some for yourself to try and see. I bet your eating manner won't be any better than mine."

"Hey, I've got a quick temper. Is it from the van at the corner? If I eat it, I'll definitely chew slowly without any expression. Do you believe it?"

Tang brother scoffed: "I believe you no ghost, try it for yourself, and if you can chew slowly, I'll count you as impressive!"

"Alright, wait and see."

Defiant Old Sun also casually strolled towards Wang Fan's food truck.

And then…

Tang brother asked proudly: "Convinced?"

Old Sun sighed: "Convinced."

Tang brother was smug: "See? You people who argue, wipe off the rice on your nose, you look even hungrier than a starving ghost."

...

"Yo, eating such a hard meal early in the morning? Tang brother, Old Sun, your eating style looks like starving ghosts coming back to life!"

Tang brother and Old Sun looked at each other, both thinking the sentence felt familiar.

"Stop with the nonsense. From the van at the corner, if you can finish it steadily, we'll count you as impressive."

"Alright, wait and see!"

"Convinced?"

"Convinced. Damn it, I've never eaten such delicious braised pork rice in my whole life."

...

"Yo, eating such a hard meal early in the morning? Tang brother, Old Sun, Old Zhang, the three of you look like starving ghosts coming back to life!"

Hiss…

Tang brother, Old Sun, and Old Zhang all took a deep breath, feeling the situation always unfolded in a similarly astonishing way.

"No more nonsense, the van at the corner, finish it all and you're impressive."

"Convinced?"

"Convinced."

"Yo…"

"Shut up, the van at the corner, you're impressive."

The vast majority of people from the Northeast are warm-hearted.

In the morning market, these people knew each other well and frequently exchanged jokes and banter.

This morning, starting from Ma Weiliang, it was like a "Wang's Braised Pork" virus spread rapidly.

One person, two people, three people…

Anyone who hadn't eaten yet got caught up in the phrase "you're impressive" and were then entranced by Wang Fan's braised pork.

This resulted in one outcome.

"What??? Not a single tourist yet, and you're telling me all the braised pork is sold out?!"

"Boss, be honest with me, did you go to bed early last night and forget to make it? Or are you just not wanting to sell to me?"

Wu Qian, Lin Mu, and Zheng Yaoyang felt they didn't eat to satisfaction yesterday and came early today specifically to buy meat, only to hear the world's most unwelcome news, which would be hard for anyone to take.

Wang Fan, looking helpless yet amused, said: "It's really not the case, I braised 400 pounds last night, but it was all taken by these morning market vendors early in the morning."

400 pounds of raw meat yields about 240 pounds of cooked meat. This morning market street has at least 200 stalls of various sizes—one buys a pound, another two pounds—and before the morning market even started, these vendors had already taken an early shift with Wang Fan.

"Snowflakes flutter, cold winds howl, the sky is vast and gray…"

Wu Qian could only envision a desolate figure in his mind, accompanied by a mournful tune playing endlessly in his ear.

How could it be gone already? How could it be gone so quickly?

It was only 7 o'clock! The sun had barely shown half of its face! Is there no justice?

Wang Fan, taking out his phone and pretending to press it for a while, was actually operating in the System Mall in his mind.

After ordering 200 pounds each of pork knuckle, beef shin bone, and beef tendons, he finally said to Wu Qian and the others: "I'm really sorry, I've just placed another order for more meat. How about you three come back at noon?"

They were on the verge of tears.

Wu Qian, Lin Mu, and Zheng Yaoyang exchanged a look of helplessness and resigned themselves to coming back at noon.

"Boss, you must save three portions for us, okay? We want 3 knuckles, 3 pounds of beef shin bone, and 3 pounds of beef tendons. Don't make us come for nothing again."

Uncle on the side guaranteed: "Don't worry, we'll definitely save some for you, just come over directly at noon. Really sorry for the inconvenience."

Watching the three of them leave dejectedly, Uncle couldn't help but pat Wang Fan on the shoulder and say happily: "You've really got something, kid."

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