"Everyone, don't crowd into one service area. If you're in good spirits, run to the service area further ahead, otherwise there will be another traffic jam!"
Not only did Jiang Yang's words fail to work, but they gave more fans ideas.
Since everyone is going to join in the fun, I'll go too. One more or one less won't make much difference.
Anyway, we can’t drive far at night, and even if we continue driving, after leaving Jiangyang, we will never have the chance to eat such delicious food on the way home!
But in the live broadcast room, the fans' comments were all very fake.
"Oh, I won't go. There are too many cars and I can't squeeze in."
"Yeah, why bother going? You won't die if you can't eat Jiang Yang's delicious food."
"Since you're not going, then I won't go either."
"If you guys aren't going, then I won't go either."
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Jiang Yang laughed when he saw the barrage.
Only a fool would believe what you say. You all say you won’t go, but in the end you run away faster than the other.
The traffic at the Hongde Service Area was almost jammed onto the main highway.
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Forty or fifty minutes ago, Hongde Service Area.
The row of food stalls to the left of the restaurant were all lit.
Although the place was empty and quiet at this time, with only the stall owners and assistants of their four stalls present, they were all full of fighting spirit.
Just now, they received news that the traffic jam fifty kilometers away had been cleared.
Tens of thousands of cars have already set off, and their Hongde Service Area is likely to welcome the first batch of huge customers.
As snack stall owners, they all know that the time has come to make big money.
After being stuck in traffic for such a long time, they firmly believed that the people on the highway were so hungry that they could eat a cow.
"I have to make a killing from them. The New Year is almost here, and I have to make 300,000 yuan in these few days."
"I have three beef meatballs on a skewer. 10 yuan isn't too much, right? They're starving anyway. Even if I charge a little more, they'll definitely sell out."
"Xiao Wang, get ready and mark all the ingredients with their prices. Instant noodles are 20 yuan a bucket, mineral water is 5 yuan a bottle, vegetarian oden is 5 yuan a bunch, and meat dishes are 10 yuan a bunch..."
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The stall owners were rubbing their hands in anticipation, their eyes like hungry wolves, just waiting for the lambs to come to the service area.
After waiting for a few minutes, a Zeekr 001FR rushed into the service area first.
As soon as the car stopped, a row of snack stalls couldn't wait to play their electronic horns.
"Hey, come and take a look, these delicious and filling skewers are hot!"
"Come and eat fried rice, fried noodles, and fried rice noodles. They're delicious!"
"Freshly baked fried chicken, hot and fragrant, come and buy it!"
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Three people got out of the car and were immediately attracted by the shouting from the stall.
They were at the front of the convoy, far away from Jiang Yang's RV. If they wanted to walk there, they would have to walk at least five kilometers.
They didn't get to eat Jiang Yang's fried rice, and they could only cry from greed through their phone screens while stuck in traffic for several hours.
They were extremely hungry and drove their car at a very fast speed to the Hongde Service Area.
At this point, they decided to eat a lot to satisfy their itchy stomachs.
"I want a large portion of fried rice, please hurry up."
“Likewise, I want fried rice too…”
"Fuck, you guys are all eating fried rice, so I'll have some too! I'm obsessed with Jiang Yang's fried rice!"
The boss selling fried rice gave a sly smile, and he knew that his stall would be the first to be taken care of.
Only eating can fill your stomach, and most people in Long country are used to eating.
"Okay, egg fried rice is 30 yuan per portion, onion beef fried rice is 60 yuan, Yangzhou fried rice is 60 yuan, grandma's vegetable fried rice is 30 yuan, soy sauce fried rice is 30 yuan..."
After a series of introductions, a few new customers discovered that the fried rice at this stall costs as little as 30 yuan per serving.
Why?! His place is also so expensive, even 10 yuan more expensive than Jiang Yang's.
Could it be that the fried rice here is as delicious as the one made by Jiang Yang?
Several people were shocked and confused, but they were too hungry and they were not sure when Jiang Yang would arrive. There was fried rice in front of them and they couldn't wait, so they ate it first.
"Okay, I want onion beef fried rice. Here, I've already transferred the money to you via WeChat."
"I'll scan the QR code to pay for my Yangzhou fried rice too."
"30 yuan for egg fried rice. Let me try it. I'll give you 30 yuan in cash."
As soon as they received the money, the fried rice stall owner and his assistant started frying the rice immediately.
The first serving of onion beef fried rice was quickly prepared.
He Mingxin had been stuck in traffic for a whole day and had been driving for such a long time. He was the one who consumed the most energy among the group.
As soon as he took the onion beef fried rice, he smelled a greasy smell.
He frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.
He seemed to have smelled this pungent smell of cooking oil somewhere before. In his memory, any food cooked with this kind of oil tasted terrible.
He Mingxin took a small bite tentatively, and immediately, the dry and unpalatable smell of cooking oil filled his nostrils.
“Poof…! Cough cough cough, holy shit, is this fried rice?
This is too disgusting!
What kind of cooking oil did you use to fry the fried rice?!"
Wang Bin, who came along, was full of curiosity. He took a pair of chopsticks from the stall owner's booth, picked up a mouthful of fried rice and put it into his mouth.
"Pah, pah... Shit, isn't this the smell of gutter oil?!
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