"What do you mean, 'clearly'?" the scarred man said, lifting Liu Qing up with one hand.

Liu Qing was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he was instantly frightened when he saw this scene.

"Big...Big brother, spare me! I didn't mean to!"

"If you know what's good for you, get lost!" The scarred man tossed Liu Qing aside, and Liu Qing fell to the ground.

Ouch!

He rubbed his buttocks, enduring the pain, and staggered back to his stall.

As he walked, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

hateful!

You just wait and see!

The scarred man watched Liu Qing walk away before he felt relieved, thinking to himself.

I can't let this guy delay my meal.

If Chef Yu quits because of "someone," then I'll make sure "someone" regrets it!

"Can we make braised chicken now?" He turned his head and looked at Yu Hui expectantly.

"Can."

Yu Hui nodded and ladled out three spoonfuls of chicken soup, a portion of chicken, and side dishes from the thermos.

He could have made multiple portions at once to save time, but for the sake of the taste, he chose to make them one portion at a time.

Other diners understood Yu Hui's actions.

After all, most of them were stall owners, so they naturally understood the reasoning behind it.

During the production process, the scarred man kept taking the initiative to talk to Yu Hui.

The two were not very familiar with each other and their conversation was rather superficial, but during this conversation, Yu Hui gained a preliminary understanding of the scarred man.

His name is Xiong Bowen, but he is the complete opposite of his name.

He wasn't a learned intellectual, but rather a slovenly hoodlum.

Fights and brawls are common occurrences.

However, he reformed himself a couple of years ago.

He now also sells grilled gluten at a stall in Chuanshan Food Street, and business is pretty good.

In business, there's a first-come, first-served principle. Xiong Bowen was the first to buy, so Yu Hui packed up the first serving of braised chicken and gave it to him.

Xiong Bowen left with the takeout boxes, and Yu Hui then sped up the process to finish the product.

I was chatting with Xiong Bowen just now, and it was inevitable that I would get a little distracted.

There are two casserole dishes, so you can make two servings of braised chicken at the same time. Plus, Yu Hui is quick and efficient, so even if you make them one serving at a time, it's still very fast.

In less than half an hour, more than twenty servings of braised chicken were made.

"Handsome, your braised chicken is ready."

Yu Hui handed the last serving of braised chicken to the customer before he finally had some free time.

He glanced at the remaining chicken in the container; it could probably make about thirty servings, but he wasn't sure if it would be enough for the afternoon.

He never expected business to be so good on the first day of opening.

At the same time.

Back at his stall, Xiong Bowen started eating braised chicken.

"Wow... that kid must have graduated from New Oriental, right? Why does his food taste so good!"

He ate while muttering to himself.

Aunt Zhang, who sells sweet soup nearby, couldn't help but ask after seeing this:

"Bowen, is this braised chicken delicious?"

Aunt Zhang lives in the mountains. She used to be a full-time housewife while her husband worked on a construction site in another city.

Now that her child is older, she decided to do some work. Coincidentally, a food street opened on the mountain, so she came to set up a stall.

My mother-in-law was supposed to bring me food today.

Unexpectedly, her mother-in-law tripped and fell while delivering the food, which made Aunt Zhang feel extremely guilty.

She didn't even have time for lunch. After handing the stall over to Xiong Bowen, she hurriedly took her mother-in-law to the clinic for a checkup.

Aunt Zhang originally planned to stay at the clinic with her mother-in-law all day, but the old lady was stubborn and insisted that she go back to watch the stall. Unable to persuade her, she had no choice but to return.

Back at her stall, she realized that she hadn't eaten lunch.

It's almost four o'clock now, and Aunt Zhang is starving; she feels like she's about to faint.

The snacks in this scenic area are expensive and don't fill you up, so Aunt Zhang couldn't bear to spend the money. She also knew there was a fast food place here: braised chicken rice.

But she was also worried that it wouldn't taste good and that she would be disappointed.

After all, thirty yuan a serving is still a bit pricey.

Just then.

She happened to notice Xiong Bowen eating, so she asked him about it.

"This one?"

"It'll definitely taste delicious!"

Upon seeing Aunt Zhang, Xiong Bowen suddenly remembered that he still had to watch her stall.

He now only hopes that Aunt Zhang doesn't know he "abandoned his post," otherwise he'll definitely be blamed for the lost items.

happen.

Aunt Zhang had just returned and was unaware of what had just happened, nor did she notice that Xiong Bowen had gone to watch the play.

She smiled and took out a bag of tea leaves, which were grown by her family.

"Thank you for your hard work, Bowen. Consider this a token of appreciation. Here you go."

"This won't do, Auntie." Bowen politely declined a few times, then accepted it.

Now that he was certain that Aunt Zhang didn't know about this, he focused on cooking again.

Aunt Zhang was so hungry at that moment that she wanted to eat dirt, and she didn't have time to chat.

After giving some instructions and asking Bowen to look after the stall, he strode over to Yu Hui's stall.

"Boss, I'd like an order of braised chicken!"

Although Aunt Zhang was born and raised in Chuanshan Town, she has always lived on the mountain and doesn't know much about the situation down below.

Yu Hui didn't know her either, but after walking around in the morning, he vaguely remembered this aunt; she was also a stall owner on the food street.

Another colleague...

Yu Hui silently recited this in his heart.

Today, a third of our sales were driven by our competitors, which is kind of funny.

"Okay!"

Yu Hui repeated the previous actions.

Swift and efficient movements!

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