The six people in the dormitory thoroughly enjoyed their barbecue.

This was the most I'd eaten since I met Boss Qin, and it was all for free! I was incredibly happy.

They strolled back to school, shoulder to shoulder, humming little tunes.

At that moment, Qin Yi's roast chicken was also ready.

As soon as the grill tongs were opened, the irresistible aroma of crispy roasted chicken wafted out.

Mo Baiwei had just finished eating a pork chop, and because it was so delicious, he couldn't bear to throw it away, so he kept sucking on the broth from the rib bone.

His eyes were fixed on the roast chicken that was about to be served to the next table.

Ma Xiaomei quickly stood up and said to Qin Yi, "Qin, why don't you just pack up my roast chicken? It's quite late today. I'll take it home and eat it with my daughter. She still has homework to do after she finishes eating."

Qin Yi rummaged through the carriage and pulled out a huge tin foil box. She put Ma Xiaomei's roast chicken inside and instructed, "Eat it while it's hot. It tastes best when it's hot."

"Thank you, pretty sister." Ma Xiaomei's daughter was very well-behaved. After putting on the helmet, the mother and daughter quickly left Qin Yi's barbecue stall.

"Phew, that was close. If we had been any slower, that girl would have taken some of our roast chicken too," Ma Xiaomei said to her daughter on the electric scooter.

"Mom, if you don't want to break up, you can just refuse her."

Ma Xiaomei: "Daughter, the most important thing about a person is to have self-awareness. I know I can't resist the temptation of money, so I'd better stay far away from it. What if she gives me six hundred yuan just to buy a leg and a wing? I simply can't refuse!"

...

Mo Baiwei was a little annoyed to see the owner of the roast chicken slip away so quickly: "These days, diners are so individualistic. I was planning to buy that roast chicken leg and wings for a thousand yuan, but they didn't even give me a chance to name my price. Money really isn't everything."

Qin Yi noticed that the last customer was still slowly sucking on a single spare rib.

She started packing up her stall equipment and heading home.

Mo Baiwei didn't stop sucking on the pork ribs until the bones were completely tasteless before he had a sudden inspiration: since he couldn't win over the customers who had roast chicken, he might as well try bribing the boss.

Mo Baiwei walked over to Qin Yi and enthusiastically helped her move various utensils, then tentatively asked.

"Boss, I just heard that young man say that your daily task at the stall is to win a rare blind box?"

Qin Yi nodded, "That's right. Usually, I close up shop as soon as a hidden item is released."

Mo Baiwei: "Can I book your whole place tomorrow? Don't worry, I'll definitely help you get the hidden blind box, and I'll also buy all the blind boxes you've already drawn. We can try some barbecue from other regions."

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment: "Can you eat that much by yourself? You can't waste my food."

Mo Baiwei: "Don't worry, Mr. Qin. I have a lot of family members. I'm afraid there won't be enough food for everyone."

Qin Yi thought for a moment and continued, "Then I also need to state the rules in advance: I will stop once I draw the hidden blind box. If it's not enough to eat, that's not within my service scope."

Mo Baiwei had only heard from the diners that the boss stopped doing business after completing his order quota.

I can't believe it's true! That's so unique! I love bosses with such ideas.

"No problem! Let's exchange contact information, and I'll let Mr. Qin know where we're going tomorrow night."

After leaving their phone numbers, Qin Yi and Mo Baiwei drove away in the Rainbow Van.

Mo Baiwei took out his phone and posted the photos of the grilled ribs he had taken earlier on his WeChat Moments.

The caption read, "Today's happiness comes from my second senior brother."

Yang Zhou also posted a message on his WeChat Moments after returning to his dormitory.

She posted a picture of all the barbecue she ate today.

The accompanying text reads: "[Special forces style barbecue, conquering five cities in one night]"

Their social media feeds exploded.

My WeChat friends kept asking which barbecue restaurant this was, so I quickly gave them the address.

Grandpa Yu came across Yang Zhou's WeChat Moments while preparing for bed.

When I saw Yang Zhou's reply saying that it was a delicious chef that you could only meet by chance on the street, I immediately guessed that it was Qin Yi.

He immediately called the young man to ask Qin Yi for the address of her stall this week.

Yang Zhou said he also met him by chance on the street. Boss Qin still doesn't have a fixed stall recently. He sets up his stall wherever his car goes, making him a typical homeless chef.

Yang Zhou was reluctant to tell the old man that he knew Boss Qin's WeChat ID. He secretly thought that the fewer people who knew about Boss Qin, the greater his chances of getting a meal.

However, Yang Zhou was unaware that Grandpa Yu had added Qin Yi as a friend eight hundred years ago, and they even lived in the same neighborhood, so he had no way of knowing any information about the stall.

Qin Yi never reveals where she will set up her stall. Whenever asked in advance, she only says it's up to fate, and even she herself doesn't know where she will go.

When the time is right, you will meet him.

...

Grandpa Yu was about to shut down his phone and go to sleep when he accidentally glanced at two photos of pork ribs on his WeChat Moments.

Old Yu's sharp eyes immediately recognized that this pork chop was the same as the barbecue that Yang Xiaoyou had posted!

This is what Mo's youngest daughter posted on her WeChat Moments tonight!

He quickly called Mo Baiwei again.

"Hey! Xiaowei, are you asleep yet?"

"Good evening, Grandpa Yu. I'm still awake. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Xiaowei, was that grilled pork chop you just posted on WeChat Moments eaten at the Nan University Night Market?"

"How did you know? Grandpa Yu is truly a seasoned gourmet; you know all the delicious food in the streets and alleys like the back of your hand!"

"Oh my, it really is Boss Qin's barbecue. Did you ask her where she's setting up her stall tomorrow?"

"Grandpa Yu knows Boss Qin too? I made plans with her to have a barbecue at my house tomorrow. I'll be booking the whole place. Grandpa Yu, would you like to come and eat with us?"

Mo Baiwei was just asking politely.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Yu excitedly sat up in bed: "Rent out the whole place? You can rent out the whole place? Is it at your house tomorrow? I'll come! What time tomorrow?"

Mo Baiwei paused, holding his phone. "Uh... tomorrow night at seven, at my house."

"Okay! Tell Mo Qiwei I'll come visit tomorrow night! Good night!"

Grandpa Yu turned off his phone and went to sleep, obediently pulling the blanket over his shoulders. In his dream, he ate Qin Yi's spicy ginger chicken feet again. He drank a lot of water and searched for a long time but couldn't find a toilet...