Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 19- Listen to me, brain
Your system is pretty good!

Wang Fan embarrassedly pulled up his pants to cover up his embarrassment, then got up, washed up simply and went out again.

When he arrived at Shuofeng Park, he was stunned.

The place where he usually sets up his stall was occupied by someone else.

After a closer look, I realized that the person occupying his stall should be the bun seller who used to set up a stall with him.

Wang Fan had seen the buns before. They were not handmade buns, but semi-finished buns that just needed to be steamed in a steamer. He had eaten them occasionally in his previous life.

The taste was neither good nor bad, and he didn't know whether it was healthy or not, but as long as it filled his stomach, it was fine.

The only thing that made him feel that the buns were not good was that the skin was too soft and not chewy at all.

The boss looked to be in his forties, a not very tall man. When he saw Wang Fan coming, he instinctively avoided his gaze.

Wang Fan glanced at him and ignored him. This place was on a first-come, first-served basis, and it wasn't a stall that needed to be rented.

Wang Fan found a deserted place and parked his food truck and set up his stall.

At this time, the vendors who often came here came one after another. Aunt Shen Yun, who sold pancakes, saw Wang Fan as soon as she arrived here.

It’s just that this young man didn’t set up his stall at the same place as before.

He frowned and took a look, and saw that Lao Mo, who was selling buns, had occupied someone else's stall.

He rolled his eyes helplessly. Old Mo had that bad habit again.

This is not the first time that Lao Mo has done this. Whenever he sees someone doing good business, he will try to take over their stall. This has happened more than once or twice.

However, there was nothing anyone could do about this tough situation, so they could only swallow their frustration.

Shen Yun came to Wang Fan and comforted him, "Young man, don't bother with that jerk. We are civilized people and we won't argue with him."

Wang Fan was sitting there passionately pushing boxes. When he heard the voice, he looked up and smiled, "It's okay, Auntie. I didn't buy the stall. It will definitely belong to whoever comes first."

Shen Yun smiled and said, "It's okay if you think so. This is not the first time that stubborn guy has done something like this. But your food will sell well no matter where you set up the stall."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. The pancakes you made are also very delicious."

Shen Yun said, "Auntie didn't praise you. What she said was the truth. And don't tell me, since you came here to set up the stall, even Auntie's business has improved. She has sold out of pancakes several times."

Shen Yun was speaking from her heart. Although Wang Fan's stall attracted the most customers, he got off work too early.

Customers start arriving around six o'clock, and he finishes his early shift around seven o'clock. The customers who come in after eight or nine o'clock never see him.

Although he had left, the unique fragrance of the rice noodle rolls lingered there for a long time, and many passengers could smell it as soon as they got off the bus.

Just the aroma alone would make even a full person want another portion, not to mention these guests who were already starving.

As soon as I smelled that smell, my stomach started to growl and I had to buy something to eat.

This is a good deal for us.

Many customers also asked about the source of the fragrance, and Shen Yun told them the truth. This was a mutually beneficial situation.

Seeing that Wang Fan was in a good mood, Shen Yun didn't say anything more. However, when she went back to set up the stall, she couldn't help but glared at Lao Mo.

Old Mo groaned inwardly, mistaking Shen Yun's sanitary eyes for compliments on his handsomeness. Seeing an early bus arrive, he shouted, "Steamed buns! Selling steamed buns! Pork and scallion, beef and mushroom, Orleans chicken steamed buns! You won't get a loss for three yuan! You won't get cheated for three yuan! These are big, healthy, and nutritious steamed buns."

Wang Fan looked up at Lao Mo and felt a little envious of him.

He was a bit shy, and he couldn't really open his mouth when he was yelled at. But he was not completely helpless.

Open the steamer and put a few rice rolls in it. Once the fire is turned on low, the tempting rice aroma will start to waft around.

No matter how many words you say, it is useless and far less real than this fragrance.

As soon as Qian Tong got off the car, he smelled the familiar aroma of rice.

He had been smelling this fragrance for three days, and this was the fourth day.

He had been looking for the source of the fragrance for the past few days, and it was the aunt who sold pancakes who told him that it was the smell of rice rolls, which was sold by a young man.

Qian Tong was still wondering why he couldn't see the boss. The aunt told him that the rice noodle rolls were so popular that the stall usually closed up and people left before 8 o'clock. If he wanted to eat it, he had to come at 67 or o'clock.

As soon as he got off the car, he started looking around, and when he saw Wang Fan's stall, his eyes lit up.

Got you! It was worth it for me to get up at 5 o'clock.

Today I must try what your rice noodle rolls taste like. If you don't deserve my early start, I'll treat you to a Demacia giant sword!
"Boss, how much is the rice noodle roll?"

Wang Fan quickly put away his phone and introduced with a smile: "Pork rice noodle rolls are 10 yuan each, squid rice noodle rolls are 11 yuan each, beef and shrimp rice noodle rolls are 12 yuan each, and shrimp porridge is 3 yuan per cup."

Looking at the rice rolls in the food storage box and smelling the aroma that went straight into his nose, Qian Tong couldn't help swallowing.

"I'd like a squid rice noodle roll and a cup of shrimp porridge."

Qian Tong’s favorite snack is grilled squid. He has no resistance to this kind of thing. When he heard about squid rice rolls, he ordered it without saying a word.

"OK, wait."

After saying that, Wang Fan swiftly picked up a portion of squid rice noodle rolls and cut it into 6 equal parts in a few "swishes".

Qian Tong was amazed and couldn't help but praise: "Boss, your hand speed is amazing. This must be the result of being single for at least 20 years."

"I've been single for 40 years!"

Wang Fan thought helplessly.

Qian Tong took the rice noodle rolls and left because a bus to his company had just arrived.

Their company doesn't start work until 10 o'clock, so if he takes this bus, he will arrive at the company at 7 o'clock at the latest, so he can still take a nap.

There were still many seats on the bus, so he swiped his card and found a seat in the corner and sat down.

When you open the lid of the rice noodle roll box, a rich and tangible rice aroma floats into your nose along with the hot steam. You can't help but take a deep breath, and the rich aroma is inhaled into your lungs.

Qian Tong's appetite is growing!

Qian Tong, who was a bit immature, shouted in his head.

The aroma was like a glutton. Not only did it make his mouth water, but his entire stomach also started to twitch. He was almost telling his brain, "I'm hungry! Hurry up and bring me that damn rice noodle roll with your hands!"

The brain received the request from the stomach and immediately ordered the hand to pick up a piece of rice noodle roll and put it into the mouth.

My stomach was very satisfied and was waiting for the rice noodle rolls to come in with great satisfaction.

But no matter how long I waited, I still couldn't get the rice noodle rolls.

When I looked closely, I found that it was the mouth that had cut off the beard!
"Hey! Damn your mouth, give me back my rice noodle rolls!"

(End of this chapter)