Chapter 502: This is not something to talk about...
When Su Chen heard the shout, he was stunned and subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and the dining car came to an abrupt stop.
He turned his head and looked back, only to see an old man jogging towards him. In a blink of an eye, he ran to the dining cart and grabbed a corner of it, fearing that Su Chen would slip away.
Su Chen raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
Is this a regular customer?
“Are you a regular customer in the group?”
Su Chen adjusted his expression and just opened his mouth to say hello, when he heard the old man screaming out a half-true, half-false wail.
"What's the point of being in a group? Master Su, do you know how I've been living lately?!"
"Well"
Su Chen was suddenly stuck.
The old man's face was rosy and shiny. He could jog just now, but now he was pulling the dining cart with great force.
It seems like he's living a pretty good life, and the wailing sounds a bit too artificial.
The old man didn't care about that at the moment. He was really happy at the moment.
After all, he hadn't eaten the whistle noodles made by Master Su for a long time, and the taste was really unpleasant for him.
In fact, today he just planned to take a walk in the place where he had not lived for a long time.
I didn't expect that I would meet someone who looked similar to me just after I went out, and when I looked again, I found that I had successfully caught the person.
This fate is truly indescribable.
"Master Su, it's obvious you don't want to work for others and set up a stall yourself. I think you shouldn't go anywhere else. I want all the stuff in your car!"
The old man shifted his hands from the dining cart to Su Chen's arms, and his words became increasingly outrageous: "Please have pity on an old man like me! At my age, I won't be able to enjoy delicious food for many more years!"
"Old man, this is not something you can say."
Su Chen was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
But he definitely couldn't agree to the old man's request.
This week's task has special regulations. You can't just sell everything to the old man alone.
Su Chen could only patiently explain: "This week I'm selling pet food, specially for cats and dogs."
"What the hell!?"
Upon hearing this, the old man immediately raised his voice and frowned, "Pet cooked food?"
"There's not enough food for people, why are you cooking for cats and dogs?"
The old man knew that his request was a bit unreasonable, but he felt that he was not to blame.
After all, anyone who happens to see the beloved Master Su setting up his stall will definitely not be able to resist.
But now that it was clear that it was cooked pet food, no matter how reluctant the old man was, he had no other choice.
He was just full of joy, thinking that he could enjoy a feast, but in the blink of an eye, his hopes were shattered. The ups and downs of life came so quickly that the old man was a little stunned.
He could only let go helplessly and watch Su Chen drive the food truck away, his face full of melancholy and reluctance.
At this moment, a pure white Border Collie appeared nearby, being led by someone. It also stared at Su Chen's receding back, making reluctant whimpers.
The old man subconsciously looked at the Border Collie, and suddenly felt like they were brothers in distress.
"No, wait?!"
The old man suddenly realized why he had inexplicably empathized with a dog.
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Just after six o'clock, Su Chen drove the food truck to the entrance of the flower and bird market.
The flower and bird market here is actually a street.
There are various pet shops, pet supply stores, pet hospitals and the like on both sides of the street.
This place is quite lively because there is a place similar to a neighborhood park next to it.
However, there are relatively few parking spaces, and temporarily parked vehicles can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
Su Chen walked slowly along the street, constantly searching for a suitable parking space.
After searching for a long time, he finally saw a place that seemed empty. He was delighted and drove over quickly.
However, when I got closer, I found that there were two tables there, occupying the entire empty space.
Just as he was about to find another place, a small truck that happened to be next to the two tables started up and slowly drove away.
Su Chen made a quick decision and skillfully parked the car sideways, parking the food truck steadily in the empty space.
At this time, a middle-aged man pushing a flatbed cart came over.
When he saw Su Chen's dining cart, he was stunned at first, then he muttered in a low voice: "Good boy, you are really fast. I wanted to set up two more tables."
When Su Chen heard this, he thought that if he accidentally took up someone else's space, he would just change seats.
But the middle-aged man didn't say anything more. Instead, he started moving the boxes from the flatbed truck to the table, and didn't seem to care too much.
Su Chen gave up the idea of asking, stopped interfering, and concentrated on preparing for business matters.
When steaming the steamed corn bread at this time, you don’t have to worry about leaving it for too long.
He first added cold water to the pot, then turned on the high heat and waited quietly for the water to boil.
Only after enough steam is generated in the pot can you put the steamed cornbread into the steamer, so that the steamed cornbread will taste good.
Su Chen's dining car is equipped with two stoves. He plans to use one stove to steam beef and pumpkin steamed buns, and the other to steam chicken and sweet potato steamed buns. In this way, there will be no cross-flavoring.
For the first batch, he put 20 steamed buns on each steamer, which took about 15 minutes.
Taking advantage of this gap, Su Chen took out a small whiteboard and carefully marked the sign and price on it:
Homemade pet food
[Beef and pumpkin steamed buns, 10 yuan each.]
【Chicken and sweet potato steamed buns 8 yuan/piece.】
After finishing all this, Su Chen took a short break, took out his mobile phone and started fishing, while waiting for the first pot of steamed buns to be freshly baked.
Next to him, a middle-aged man placed large and small bags of dog food and cat food on the table, and then put up a striking promotional sign in front of the table with various discount information written on it in exaggerated fonts.
After placing the last bag of dog food, the middle-aged man straightened up and subconsciously glanced to the side.
I saw the big words "Homemade Pet Food" on Su Chen's food truck.
He was slightly stunned and suddenly felt speechless.
Oh my god, what a coincidence! We all sell pet food, so now we have competitors!
Of course, this "competitor" is just a general term.
In fact, he didn't think that the man selling steamed buns in front of him would have any impact on his business.
On the contrary, he even found it somewhat funny.
A broken steamed bun is actually priced at ten or eight yuan. At this price, how can you not grab it?
This person's business is too unrealistic. With this price, it's hard to find anyone who would buy it.
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(End of this chapter)
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