Chapter 183 Mung Bean Soup



It's still the situation at the mountaintop.

The number of people walking around today is significantly less than the previous two days.

"Stinky tofu, fragrant stinky tofu, or your money back!"

"Egg pancake! Egg pancake! Jay Chou's amazing egg pancake, only 15 yuan each, so affordable!"

"Spicy chicken noodles and fried chicken set meals, first come, first served!"

"Authentic large skewers of beef, 35 yuan a skewer!"

"......"

To attract customers, the food stall owners have gone to great lengths.

They shout out their wares, use loudspeakers to attract customers, sing a song, or even perform a lively dance.

Everything is for the sake of making a living.

For a few taels of silver.

For tourists who are completely confused and have an empty stomach.

The vendors' warm hospitality was definitely a plus.

Some tourists will be attracted.

It's just the beginning.

Wang Zhi was still a little embarrassed.

But then I saw the stinky tofu vendor across the street.

By using shouts and calls, they attracted several customers.

Upon seeing this.

Wang Zhi was immediately tempted.

Cough cough!

He coughed and cleared his throat.

He shouted loudly, "Stir-fried dishes, Brother Zhi's stir-fried dishes, taste amazing, you won't regret eating them, and there's even free mung bean soup to drink!"

"Stir-fry, Brother Zhi's stir-fry..."

This sentence was repeated several times.

It did attract the attention of some tourists.

Several tourists came over and asked.

But in the end, only one tourist placed an order.

"Hello, your stir-fried pork with chili is ready. Here's a cup of mung bean soup for you too."

Wang Zhi packed the lunchbox and handed it to the customer with a smile.

Right now.

He then discovered that Yu Hui's stall was once again surrounded by a long queue.

And there were tourists lining up one after another behind them.

The line is getting longer and longer.

"My goodness, how come there are so many people!" Wang Zhi said, grimacing.

He was so envious and jealous!

These tourists are in his eyes.

It's just RMB.

Each tourist represents a corresponding amount of RMB.

"Damn, if I had this many customers, wouldn't I be rich?"

Wang Zhi, channeling his inner lemon spirit, said something sour.

at the same time.

A few young people nearby were having a heated discussion...

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