The old man put his hands behind his back and said perfunctorily: "Maybe he was stared to death by everyone."

[Pfft, I'm dying from being stared at. This is the first time I've heard of a flower dying in this way!]

[The master knows how to be perfunctory. ]

[The state of the uncle at work is the state of me at work. ]

In fact, the administrator in charge of taking care of the lotus flowers went on strike. Now that there are more tourists, the lotus pond has to be taken care of and the garbage cleaned up late at night when there are fewer people.

The administrator asked for more money for the night shift, but Boss Yang disagreed.

Alpaca was unable to capture a good angle of this internet-famous check-in spot, so she had to go to the night market first. She tried to smooth things over: "It's mainly because the Lotus Night Market is so popular right now, ahem—"

As soon as you enter the night market, you will smell a strong smell of cooking smoke. The area is surrounded by narrow construction sites and there is almost no wind.

The alpaca coughed several times because of the choking.

Looking at Brother Chen's side, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. In the spacious and open background, you can see clouds rolling into various shapes.

At Brother Chen’s Rice Fragrance Food Festival, each stall has its own unique design, and any screenshot you take looks great.

[The scenery at this Daoxiang Food Festival is simply amazing! ]

I finally understand why the Lotus Night Market is only open at night. There are no lighting effects to create an atmosphere during the day.

The Lotus Night Market without lights is like an influencer without their beauty filters.

The camera followed the alpaca to the snack stand, but embarrassingly, there were fewer people buying snacks than looking at the lotus flowers.

An idea suddenly flashed in Alpaca's mind: "Brother Chen, do you want to challenge me?"

“Look at how much snacks you can buy at the night market with 100 yuan!”

Brother Chen: “Good idea!”

This will also allow you to have an intuitive comparison of prices and food portions.

I noticed that many of the stalls here didn't directly display the prices of items, which was frightening for someone with social anxiety.

[I've heard that some businesses have a rule where you have to buy if you ask, but I'm not sure if that's true.]

Alpaca smelled the aroma of the braised dishes, and the fragrance of the peppercorns was really tempting.

Mr. Alpaca followed the smell and came to a braised food stall: "Boss, how much are your braised dishes?"

The boss didn't tell me the specific price, but handed the bowl of ingredients and the tongs to the alpaca: "You can add as much as you want. I'll weigh it."