Chapter 401: Why are you messing around...
Holy shit! You actually asked that?!
Ma Shijun didn't expect to find the insider so easily. He immediately became interested and decided to ask a few more questions.
"Tell me, how's the business going at that stall? Is anyone really willing to recite those lines?"
"I heard his drinks are delicious?"
Talking about this, the turkey noodle lady also became excited.
When she went there for the first time yesterday, she felt it was so awkward that she just left.
But later I was so thirsty that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I mustered up the courage to go again.
I recited the lines successfully and bought a cup of sour plum soup.
That sour plum soup is so delicious! It has the unique boldness of wild fruits, a subtle sweetness, and a long-lasting fragrance of osmanthus in the aftertaste.
The turkey noodle lady couldn't help swallowing when she thought of this.
"Yes, business is pretty good."
"Although the lines are a bit embarrassing, the drinks made by that boss are really delicious! Absolutely delicious!"
"But he's very capricious. He always comes at 6pm and leaves as soon as he's sold out. He never restocks. I don't know why."
“When I came here for the first time the day before yesterday, the stall was open for an hour, and I didn’t buy anything.”
In the end, the turkey noodle lady was full of regret. She was so close but didn't get to drink the milk tea.
I should have been braver at that time!
As Ma Shijun listened, his expression began to change.
No, why does this description give me a strong sense of déjà vu?
The food is especially delicious!
No restocking once sold out!
I came here for the first time the day before yesterday... Wasn’t the day before yesterday a Monday?
Something is wrong!
Something is very wrong!
"etc……"
Ma Shijun suddenly interrupted the other person, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he swallowed nervously, and asked anxiously: "Is the stall owner's surname Su?"
"I don't know. How would I know his name?"
The turkey noodle lady shook her head with a hint of innocence on her face.
Ma Shijun slapped his forehead, wondering how he could have forgotten about this.
Who would ask the owner's name when buying a drink for no reason?
He hurriedly took out his cell phone, found a photo of Su Chen from the foodie fan club, and handed it to the turkey noodle girl.
"Look at this photo, is it him?"
Miss Cotton leaned close to the phone screen, took a closer look at the photo, then nodded affirmatively with a very firm tone.
"Yes, it's him. This is the boss."
After all, Su Chen changed into the doll costume only when she arrived at the stall, so she remembered very clearly what the boss looked like.
Seeing the other party nod in confirmation, Ma Shijun suddenly felt a great joy in his heart.
Oh my goodness, it really is Boss Su?!
Who could have thought of this!
I'm so lucky that I can find this!
When we were chatting on the forum yesterday, everyone already felt that this "Boss Pi" would not be Boss Su.
The results were all wrong!
Ma Shijun was secretly proud of himself, glad that he had taken the initiative to ask to take a look.
Otherwise, we don’t know when we’ll find out this week.
This feeling of being right while everyone else is wrong is simply wonderful!
Ma Shijun was so excited that he wanted to laugh out loud on the spot, but he forced himself to hold it back.
If I really laugh without any restraint, I'm afraid I'll be considered a psychopath.
But then again, why did Boss Su's nickname suddenly become 'Boss Pi'?
He asked the turkey noodle lady again.
"Because when he first came here, he was wearing a leather suit like Mr. Krabs."
The turkey noodle lady said as a matter of course.
“???”
Ma Shijun widened his eyes in shock. He never expected that Boss Su would run his business by wearing a doll costume.
What is Boss Su doing all this nonsense?
It’s bad enough that they change their business location every week, but now they don’t even show their faces?
Is this an upgrade of the business model, or what?
After finally figuring out the causal relationship between Mr. Pi and Mr. Su, Ma Shijun was about to share a message in the fan club.
Then, he suddenly realized a serious problem.
If Mr. Krabby is Mr. Su, then those lines that need to be recited when buying food in the group... wouldn't that be...
Ma Shijun's mind was just filled with the great joy of finding Boss Su, but now he suddenly reacted.
The hand that was about to send the message suddenly trembled.
Oh shit! Stop it!
Is that line something a human could recite?
Thinking of this, Ma Shijun couldn't laugh anymore.
He flipped through the chat history and showed the two sentences "Hey! I am the King of Shark Bee..." and "That year, the apricot blossoms were blooming and the rain was drizzling..." to the turkey-faced girl.
"Boss Su really lets customers read these words?"
"Oh... not necessarily."
The turkey noodle girl leaned in close to take a look at the phone screen.
When Ma Shijun heard this, he felt relieved, his tense shoulders relaxed, and he let out a long sigh.
"You don't have to recite the lines. I'm too old to handle this kind of thing..."
Before she finished speaking, Miss Turkey Noodles explained slowly, "What I mean is that we don't necessarily have to recite these two sentences today."
"That was the word yesterday, Tuesday, but it might not be the same today."
"ah?"
Ma Shijun was surprised and asked, "This word has variations?"
"Yeah, the words for Monday and Tuesday are different."
The turkey noodle lady replied.
Ma Shijun's expression froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
He really wanted to give the stall owner in front of him a piece of advice: "Can we talk straight and quickly? Stop panting and finish in one breath, okay?"
After reading these few words, my mood was like riding a roller coaster, which was really unbearable.
He looked at Miss Turkey Noodles expressionlessly and asked, "Is that all? Are there any other precautions?"
The young lady shook her head and handed over the turkey noodles and chopsticks.
Ma Shijun mechanically took the turkey noodles, his eyes subconsciously looking towards the two trees not far away, feeling a chill in his heart.
Why is it so difficult to drink a drink made by Boss Su?
Ma Shijun returned to where his wife and daughter were waiting, carrying turkey noodles in his hand.
The wife looked up and saw her husband's expression, and she couldn't help feeling a little strange.
When he just went out, he was in high spirits, talking and laughing, but now he has a droopy face and looks so lost, as if he had lost money.
"Lao Ma, what's with that expression on your face? What's wrong? Did you run into your ex-girlfriend, and now she doesn't like you?"
The daughter-in-law joked half-jokingly.
As a result, Ma Shijun didn't pay attention to his wife's joke, but just silently stuffed the turkey noodles to his cheering daughter.
When my daughter saw the turkey noodles, she couldn't wait to take it and said, "Thank you, Dad~"
Ma Shijun looked at his daughter's happy face, but he couldn't smile at all. He sighed deeply, his face full of melancholy.
He even felt that the current situation was worse than running into his ex-girlfriend.
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(End of this chapter)
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