Lu Wu actually wanted to ask that question too.
Seeing that there were still some pork knuckles left, she was wondering whether to trick the customers into buying more when a group of people suddenly appeared outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.
Moreover, they all came for themselves.
Among the many familiar faces, Lu Wu knew that her dear customers had finally found Boss Lu by Daming Lake.
However, with so many people, the remaining pork knuckles weren't enough for them to devour.
Therefore, purchase restrictions were once again put on the agenda.
Even some diners who were already in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons could only buy one pork knuckle.
"Who leaked the information?"
Lou Xiaotian, who was originally enjoying the food, now had a very sour expression.
Fifteen minutes ago, Boss Lu's location was posted to the Baozi Cult.
The starving believers in the church naturally flocked to the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, and as the news spread, more and more people learned about it.
Along with that, posts about Boss Lu's new stall started to flood the internet.
The words of praise contained therein were all sincere.
Clearly, the person who wrote the draft was among this group of diners.
It wasn't that they chose to hide it; this group seemed to want to make Boss Lu's existence known to everyone.
This caused their blockade plan to be aborted.
Lou Xiaotian was furious when he discovered that someone was asking what Boss Lu's braised pork knuckle tasted like.
With so many competitors already, if another batch comes along, will he still be able to enjoy Boss Lu's delicious food in the future?
"If I find out which idiot leaked the information, I'll beat him to death."
Lou Xiaotian channeled his grief and anger into his appetite, tearing at the food with ravenous bites.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
How can we hide Boss Lu in a golden house?
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