The diners readily agreed to Lu Wu's decision.
Paying for things is a matter of course.
They'd love to have more people like this who are hard to see, so they can reduce the competition when making a purchase.
The minor incident did not affect Lu Wu's mood.
"Come on, next one."
Lu Wu called out, scooped the spatula into the pot, and pulled out a large pork knuckle.
The tender pork knuckle skin jiggled, and diners drooled before going to enjoy it on the side.
Before long, the braised pork knuckle I prepared for today was gone again.
"Really gone?"
A customer stood in front of the stall, utterly disappointed.
"It's really gone!"
Lu Wu lifted the pot lid to show the other person.
There wasn't even a single piece of meat left at the bottom of the pot.
"There's still some left."
The diner smiled and pointed to the bottom of the pot, prompting Lu Wu to give him a questioning look.
She scooped around with the shovel, but found nothing. Could it be the king's elbow? Otherwise, how could she not see it?
"Sell me this broth at the price of a pork knuckle."
The diners explained calmly.
As he spoke, he took out a bowl of rice from his storage space.
The steaming white rice was poured into the pot in front of Lu Wu, and then he snatched Lu Wu's spatula and stirred it a few times.
As the white rice grains gradually turn a dark brown color, diners show a satisfied smile.
When he heard that Boss Lu was selling braised pork knuckle this time, he was prepared that he wouldn't be able to get any.
But it doesn't matter, he bought a bowl of rice before he came.
He ended up keeping the most essential broth from the braised pork knuckle.
Only after the last bit of thick sauce at the bottom of the pot had been sucked away did he slowly scoop the rice into his own bowl.
If you lack the necessary conditions, you must learn to create them for yourself.
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