Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 307 The most important thing for a subordinate is to understand death

The errand rider thanked Secretary Wu repeatedly and took the string of shrimps from him.

There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

The shrimp shell is thin and translucent, and after being soaked in the secret red oil, it has an attractive orange-red luster and smells delicious just by looking at it.

Bring it to your mouth and take a light bite, and the shrimp shell will slide out from the tender shrimp meat with a swish.

Spit out the shell, and the taste of the chewy shrimp meat will instantly explode on the tip of your tongue, followed by a mouthful of sweet juice, which rushes straight to your forehead with the sweetness of the ocean and the richness of spices.

If you savor it carefully, you will find that the shrimp meat has fine fibers and is not rough when chewed, but rather smooth. The spicy taste of the red oil and the sweetness of the shrimp are intertwined, spicy but not dry, numbing but not bitter, with a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.

"Damn!!! This Bobo Chicken is so delicious!"

The errand rider smacked his lips, staring at the half-eaten prawn in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

"If I had known there was such delicious Bobo Chicken at the marathon supply station, I would have signed up for it."

Arctic sweet shrimps are rare to begin with, and the quality of these shrimps is even rarer. The shrimp threads are picked out cleanly, which is really a blessing for foodies.

"That... brother,"

The errand rider licked his lips and spoke tentatively.

"I can't get into the stadium. Can you give me a few more skewers of your Bobo Chicken? I won't charge you the 50 yuan fare to take you back later."

He was too embarrassed to ask Secretary Wu directly for skewers.

I can only try another approach, hoping that Secretary Wu can understand what I mean, or solve the problem with money.

Secretary Wu had just finished eating a string of beef tripe, and the addictive spicy taste was still lingering in his mouth.

Without hesitation, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. I still have to deliver these skewers to my boss. Please drive faster. It's not good for my boss to wait anxiously."

To be honest, Secretary Wu was reluctant to part with these Bobo chickens.

The taste of the beef tripe alone exceeded his expectations, and the rest of the duck tongue, cuttlefish, chicken wings, etc. were his favorites.

Just by looking at it, you can tell it must be delicious.

This Bobo chicken is one skewer less after one is eaten, so how could he be willing to give it away easily?

The errand rider felt disappointed, but there was nothing he could do since the other party was unwilling to sell.

Put yourself in their shoes. If you had such delicious food in your hands, you probably wouldn’t be willing to sell it.

"Okay, let's go quickly then."

The errand rider sighed, restarted his electric bike, and continued to shuttle through the alleys.

beep...

We finally drove out of the alley and were only one intersection away from the finish line of the marathon, but the red light came on.

"The red light in this place is the most annoying... You have to wait for about two minutes, but it will be there soon, so don't worry."

The errand rider glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Secretary Wu was a little anxious, so he spoke to comfort her.

Time passes by every second.

It was fine when he was driving just now, but now that he stopped and waited for the red light, the faint aroma of Bobo Chicken behind him became clearer and clearer, and went straight into the errand rider's nose.

He swallowed.

He couldn't eat the skewers anymore, but the fragrance was like a hook, making him itch.

Now he just wanted to send the other party to the destination as soon as possible so that he could suffer less.

"Um...you don't have to take me to the finish line,"

Secretary Wu suddenly spoke up, his tone somewhat awkward, "Just send me directly to Lingxiu City."

"Ah? Why did we suddenly change places? We're almost there."

The errand rider secretly thought that it was not good, Lingxiu City was even farther away, and he would have to go hungry while smelling the scent of Bobo Chicken.

Secretary Wu looked at the bone he had spit out on the medal with a wry smile, then looked at the last string of treasures in his hand, and said helplessly:

"The main thing is... I couldn't help myself, and I almost finished the Bobo Chicken... Oh, I should have given it to the leader."

"Oh... So that's how it is."

What a greedy brother! The errand rider heard the guilt in Secretary Wu's tone and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't blame yourself, bro."

"My friend in South City told me before that he was running errands for someone and delivering pig's trotters. He ate the pig's trotters that the customer wanted and was willing to pay twice as much..."

"Who can resist the delicious food? This is called the instinct of a foodie, there's nothing shameful about it!"

Secretary Wu listened and nodded silently, and the sense of self-blame in his heart suddenly lessened a lot.

Yes, he was wrong, but he would dare to do it again next time!

I'll call Mayor Hao later and kindly tell him that the Bobo Chicken has been distributed and I didn't get one.

After all, Mayor Hao had just had surgery and he still needs to control his diet.

Yes, I am doing this out of consideration for Mayor Hao, and it is definitely not to satisfy my momentary appetite.

The most important thing for a subordinate is to understand death!

Secretary Wu suddenly understood and decisively bit off the last bit of the treasure in his hand.

……

In front of the supply station.

"belch--"

"I, I can't eat anymore, my stomach is going to explode."

In the corner, a burly contestant was curled up in a strange posture.

His sweatpants had been unbuttoned to below his belly button, but they still felt tight.

His companion also lay on the ground, holding his swollen belly.

"Help. I can't move. But I want another bunch of chicken gizzards."

Five meters away, a pretty girl was holding the eighth cup of Bobo Chicken, her sportswear stained with oil.

Chew Chew Chew~
The bean curd skin, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, is stacked layer by layer. After being soaked in the soup, it has the mellow aroma of soy products, and due to the cold-soaking process, it retains its toughness and is very chewy.

The filamentous enoki mushrooms are also delicious. After absorbing the spicy and fresh flavor, the spicy juice will seep out along the fibers when you chew them, forming a dense and juicy taste that is quite nice.

Just as she was savoring it, the phone rang.

I pressed the answer button on my watch and my friend's voice came through the receiver.

"Xiao Xuan! Where have you been? I've been waiting for an hour! The flowers I prepared for you are almost wilted in the sun!"

The girl's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the Bobo Chicken in his hand guiltily, then looked at the contestants who were stumbling around him.

“Well.” She stammered, “I…I’m here at Bobo Chicken.”

Friend:…

??? What a mess.

"Xiao Xuan! The race has already started for three hours, and you're still at the supply station?"

The other party's voice rose an octave and bombarded him.

This made the girl shrink her neck and feel guilty.

"I just eat a little bit," she said in a low voice, "to replenish my energy."

"A little bit? I checked and found that Bobo Chicken is in the middle. You've been eating for at least an hour and a half. If you don't run away quickly, I'll post the video of you singing while drunk while hugging a telephone pole to my Moments!"

"No, no, no!" The girl panicked, "I'll run away! I'll run away!"

After hanging up the phone, she looked up to the sky, sighed, and made a running pose.

next second.

The skewer of beef balls in his hand went into his mouth accurately.

Anyway, it's been delayed for so long.
It wouldn’t be too much to eat a hundred million more skewers.

……

(End of this chapter)