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Chapter 81 Bloody Battle at Night Market Street (Subscribe!)
Imperial City International Airport.

"Shura" Caiba Chengichiro was carrying a travel bag. After checking his tickets, he had already walked into the cabin, found a good seat to put his travel bag, and then sat down.

Dudu!

Managi Nakiri forwarded him a short video on LINE, a popular chat app in Japan.

After clicking on it, the short video of more than ten seconds made Saiba Shiroichiro's facial expression lose its tension and look incredibly broken.

"Take the Shokugeki dish 'Flame Dumplings' and sell it at the night market?!"

At this moment, Saibajo Ichiro's butt, which had just sat down, was raised up.

He subconsciously thought about not taking this flight. It was more important to go to the Bloody Battle Night Market. The "Flame Soup Dumplings" cooked with crab and pork meat were a luxury delicacy that could not be eaten even with money. If he missed this flight, he would probably regret it for a long time.

However, I watched the short video of more than ten seconds twice.

Just then, with a tense face, Cheng Yilang let out a breath, ignoring the surprised looks of the passengers next to him, and muttered to himself:

"So it's a weakened version made with red pork and lobster fish claw meat?"

"Two bronze-level fantasy ingredients..."

He looked obviously conflicted.

Do you want to sit down?

Should I get off the plane and go back to fight in the night market?

Forget it.

It’s more important for me to go back to Neon and live in Yuantsuki Polaris Dormitory to give my son extra lessons.

Thinking of my son Soma Yukihira.

A faint smile appeared on Saiba Joichiro's face.

Suddenly, the adopted son Cai Bo Chaoyang sent a private message:
"Dad, I heard that you went to the Shenzhou food world for a strange man?"

The adopted son, Cai Bo Chaoyang, has been living in North America. Recently, he has been gaining momentum within the North American Late Night Cooks Association and is competing for a cadre position.

As soon as Joichiro saw the short video that Nakiri Managi had just sent him.

Then he sent it to his adopted son:

“Take a look at this short video.”

“It’s this strange man.”

"Now, he is going to the night market street to popularize fantasy dishes."

……

Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin took a car to the streets near the Xingguang Night Market.

The online taxi driver was very annoyed. He had been stuck in traffic for half an hour on the way here, and now the navigation showed that the route ahead was all red. It was very scary.

“It’s not a weekend or a holiday.”

"Where do all these people come from?"

The driver was muttering to himself.

"Then get off here."

After Wu Zhu returned to China, he kept fighting in the night market and gained a lot of experience.

After getting off the online taxi, Wu Zhu scanned the code on the roadside and used a shared eDonkey.

As a Chinese in North America, Xiang Shilin had never been to the mainland of China. Seeing this, he was confused and said, "Can you teach me?"

Wu Zhu had driven for a while on the path, turned around and saw Xiang Shilin standing behind him.

He wanted to grit his teeth and rush forward.

He didn't want to bother with this burden anymore, but Wu Zhu felt that he was still too kind and cared too much about the friendship between them as descendants of the Tai Chi cuisine world.

What else can I say? I turned around and went back. It took me nearly ten minutes to teach Xiang Shilin how to scan the code of the shared electric donkeys on the roadside.

So, that's the ten minute difference.

The two rode a shared electric donkey, one after the other, to the main entrance of the Starlight Night Market.

Then I found that the entire nearby block was under control.

It was very much like the scene of a city packed with tourists during a major holiday, with the military and police on high alert. Xiang Shilin had never seen such a scene before, and his ears were in great pain, with it being full of noisy and bustling noises.

"There's no way we can squeeze in here!"

After trying several times, Xiang Shilin said with a look of slight fear on his face.

Wu Zhu's eyes twitched. He really wanted to abandon this newbie who was fighting in the night market for the first time.

With his experience and skills, Wu Zhu was confident that he could fight hard and successfully fight his way out, and if he was lucky, he could even catch the last bus.

……

Around six o'clock in the evening.

“One thousand dumplings, done!”

Alice carefully pinched out the last dumpling and announced with a smile on her face.

yard.

Lu Jiaxin gave some pointers from time to time and asked the worker Su Yan to shoot short video footage of Boss Xia’s stall.

Xia An was no different from usual. He had already loaded all the things he needed onto the electric tricycle. The finished dumplings alone filled several fresh-keeping boxes.

"I'm leaving first, you guys hurry up and follow me."

After saying that, he turned the electric handlebar of the electric tricycle and drove away. Half an hour later.

Come to the city.

"Big traffic jam?"

Xia An had no awareness at all. The traffic jam in the city was caused by the short video he posted in the afternoon announcing the opening of his stall.

You know, in just this week, the number of tourists who came to Lijiang City was extremely high, so the congestion was completely expected by the Lijiang City Culture and Tourism Bureau.

The traffic jam affected Xia An's rush to the Xingguang Night Market, but the impact was not significant. He had lived in this city for many years and was an old hand at the place, so he knew how to navigate the streets and alleys.

Another half hour later.

When night fell, Xia An finally drove the electric tricycle to the night market area and was startled by the crowds in front of him.

At first glance, it was a sea of ​​black, full of heads.

What about the night market street?

I can't see it at all!

All you can see are commercial stores and neon signs on both sides of the road, but the road surface is filled with an endless wall of people.

"How do we get in here?"

Xia An has set up stalls so many times, but this is the first time he has encountered a situation where it is difficult for electric tricycles to enter.

While he was looking for another path.

Some sharp-eyed tourists pointed at him and the electric tricycle and shouted excitedly:
"It's Boss Xia!!"

Oh no!

The next scene is the surge of people.

Xia An: ? ?

It was blocked by countless people.

Looking around, he saw pairs of eyes filled with desire and appetite, which made him feel extremely stressed.

"Make way, everyone, make way—"

Director Wei of the Culture and Tourism Bureau, holding a loudspeaker to indicate his official status, shouted while moving to the electric tricycle.

"Boss Xia, we can't get in here at all. Please set up your stall here."

Wiping his sweat, Director Wei smiled helplessly:

"Our Culture and Tourism Bureau has coordinated the work of all parties. As for order, other departments will cooperate. You just need to rest assured to entertain the diners."

Xia An had no objection. He jumped off the electric tricycle and moved all the things off the modified car, making room for a small simple kitchen counter and kitchen. Before putting the frying pan on the stove, he carefully wiped it several times with a clean wet paper towel.

"Hey, everyone line up! No rush!"

Director Wei was like a pawn protecting the commander, wiping his sweat constantly while shouting through a loudspeaker to maintain order.

After a while, the preparations for opening the stall were completed.

Xia An used stainless steel tongs to open the fresh-keeping box and put the finished dumplings into the frying pan one by one.

"call--"

The sound of the roaring fire spread across the main road.

Click!

Click, click, click!

There were three layers of people inside and three layers outside the electric tricycle stall.

Almost everyone held up their phones, turned on the photo or video mode, and excitedly captured the scene of Boss Xia cooking the first pot of food.

In no time.

Accompanied by the "sizzling" sound of juice surging.

The tempting aroma of meat and the sweet taste of top-quality crabs mixed together into a storm that swept through the sea of ​​people in an instant.

The main road was originally bustling with activity.

There was a sudden silence.

Xia An estimated that the time was almost right, and adjusted the payment code sign on the stall:

"Diners in line, scan the QR code and pick up your meals in order!"

Hear the words.

Like a loud thunderclap.

The sea of ​​people suddenly moved, struggling to squeeze into the queue. Fortunately, the Cultural and Tourism Bureau coordinated with the military and police, and official forces helped maintain order, so that order did not collapse and no stampede occurred.

Soon, the first diner scanned the code, and under the envious gazes of the audience, he took away a single flame soup dumpling in public with his head held high and his chest puffed out, as if he had won the first prize in the lottery.

Originally, Xia An planned to still order 3 dumplings.

But there are so many people here.

He temporarily changed the portion size, limiting the amount per person, and allowing users to scan the QR code to get a soup dumpling for 5 yuan.

In this way, thousands of people can enjoy the new fantasy dish "Flame Soup Dumplings" tonight!

　(Update 1)

　　I made some minor revisions to the previous chapter and read it again. For readers who haven’t read it, please skip the content and subscribe later o(╯□╰)o
　　
　
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