"Boss Lu, how many days do you have left to set up your stall?"

Some diners joked with Lu Wu, and then Lu Wu held up five fingers, which immediately displeased the diners.

"Boss Lu, if you don't care about me, set up your stall for a few more days. I guarantee I'll bring you more customers to patronize your business."

The diners started to jeer.

Five days! It feels like it ended before it even started.

Mr. Lu is good in every way, except that he's a bit short.

Unfortunately, Boss Lu is too willful; he listens to advice but simply refuses to change.

"Go away, what's your little bit of face worth? Boss Lu can do whatever he wants, so don't you dare say anything."

Upon hearing this, an elderly diner immediately turned hostile, his face darkening as he practically spat out the word "talkative" through his teeth.

He winked, signaling the other person to look around.

Now that Boss Lu has so many customers, there's always a long queue. If it weren't for the wide variety of skewers, I reckon they'd have to limit the number of skewers this time.

If we bring more, will they still have enough to eat?

"Yes, yes, I was just being nosy. Mr. Lu can set up his stall however he wants."

The diners also realized what was happening and, facing the unfriendly stares from those around them, forced smiles.

Don't be like that, he's in cahoots with everyone else.

Isn't this just because I spoke too quickly and wanted Boss Lu to stay a little longer?

Lu Wu has always admired diners who can convince themselves.

"Auntie, how is it? We're not shills, are we?"

"No, no, these skewers taste really good. I have to buy some more to take back for my granddaughter."

No matter how skeptical many new customers were at first, once they actually ate the skewers, they had to admit that Boss Lu was a master.

Groups of diners waited outside the Tiandi Casino.

Some people didn't leave even after they finished eating.

It's not safe outside at this hour, so they have to stay with Boss Lu until the very end.

Faced with this harmonious scene, Steward Zhu wiped his mouth, feeling a little uneasy.

In the Fallen Immortals Guild, everyone is scrambling to climb the ranks. Forget about confiding in strangers; even long-time friends have to be wary of being stabbed in the back.

Fortunately, after completing this mission, he will be able to advance to a higher level in the Fallen Immortals Society.

At that time, those people will have to shamelessly fawn over me.

Thinking this, Manager Zhu got up to stretch his body. Just as he was about to go back and check on the situation, he saw the gambling den's door being pushed open.

Someone came out.

Steward Zhu didn't take it seriously.

The situation has changed today, so Tian Shou can no longer act as recklessly as before.

It's normal for some people to be abandoned.

It's just losing one, no, two, no, that's not right either...

More and more gamblers walked out of the door, some were newcomers, and some were old gamblers.

If those gamblers are exploited for another day or two, all their value will be squeezed out.

These people, under the influence of the insect curse, should be hopelessly addicted to gambling.

But now, these people have stepped outside.

Despite their unsteady steps and their emaciated bodies, these people had broken free from the effects of the insect infestation.

How is that possible?

Manager Zhu realized that the problem was serious.

Could it be that someone has taken advantage of the chaos to sneak into the casino and cause trouble?

After all, quite a few people have died during this period, and the law enforcement officers in Hong'an City are not to be trifled with.

He heard rumors and wanted to make one last big profit before quickly leaving.

Those people made their move!

Manager Zhu thought a lot and suspected a lot of people, especially those diners who were lingering and refusing to leave. He saw everyone as a suspect.

He had no doubts about Lu Wu, but he did not.

What's wrong with a business owner selling delicious skewers?

Fortunately, when he returned to the casino, he saw that many people were still addicted, mechanically repeating the same bets.

It's not a big problem.

After all, Tian Shou, who controlled the evil insect-summoning technique, had not contacted him.

However, things could change in time, and they would have to leave in five days at most.

Manager Zhu would never admit that he wanted to eat skewers for another five days.

He also developed a fondness for talented people.

Should we also introduce Boss Lu to the Fallen Immortals Association?

With Mr. Lu's skills, no one should disagree.

Who says appetite isn't a desire?

They are the Fallen Immortals Society, which embraces all desires.

Steward Zhu, who was secretly considering the feasibility, did not notice that he was stepping on several dead insects.

Cang and Guang, who had witnessed everything, stroked their chins and began to mentally plan their next move.

These people panicked, and their true colors were more easily revealed.

There's no need to go to such lengths to simply overturn a casino; he intends to completely eradicate the Fallen Immortal Society from Hong'an City.

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Lu Wu, who took a quick look at the system, discovered that his customers could also increase their progress by buying skewers and then playing a small game at the casino.

This system is very intelligent.

Lu Wu praised it in his heart, and then answered the diners' questions.

"Yes, the beef skewers are all gone, but there are still some vegetables left."

"Ten servings, right? Okay, I'll pack them up for you right away."

"Buying a mix of meat and vegetables is no problem, you have a good appetite."

Lu Wu is always very patient with diners.

Of course, there are always some who want to go for the abstract.

"Boss Lu, I'd like a serving of skewers with a spicy broth but no numbing or spicy flavor, and another serving of skewers with a spicy broth but without the skewers."

An old customer winked and grinned slyly at Lu Wu.

Are you sure?

Lu Wu glanced at the other person, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

"Of course I'm sure."

After the diner nodded emphatically, Lu Wu threw some of the skewers that the diner had selected into the clear broth.

No numbing or spicy, then it's just clear broth, easy enough.

As for the second requirement, that's even simpler.

Lu Wu took a bowl, ladled half a bowl of broth for the other person, then removed the skewers from the bamboo sticks and placed them in the broth.

Even without spicy skewers, this is still good.

"Your skewers are ready, here you go."

Faced with Lu Wu's actions and hearing the mocking voices of those around him, the diner wore a bitter expression.

"Mr. Lu..."

That's not what he meant; it was about his skewers.

He tried to bargain.

"No returns or exchanges once sold."

Lu Wu pointed to the tiny, fly-like characters below the signboard.

The final interpretation of the terms of Xiao Lu's Food Stall rests with Lu Wu.

Big Yellow, watching the diners pay, glanced at one of them with its big, round eyes, then covered the spirit stone with its fluffy tail.

The meaning is quite clear: a refund is impossible!

The diner, whose intelligence was questioned by a dog, looked dejected and ultimately had no choice but to put the clear broth skewers into the spicy broth.

In short, he still got to eat.

"Haha, brother, you've chosen the wrong path."

Some people laughed.

Trying to play abstract games in front of Boss Lu will only lead to your own downfall.

Just as the task was about to be completed, Lu Wu had to stop selling, because all the skewers she had prepared for the day had been sold out.

Her business is booming.

Feeling delighted, Lu Wu cleaned up the trash around her stall and prepared to close up shop.