At this moment, Jiang Lanzhi slowly turned his head to look at Xu Junshen behind him, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Cousin, we've been waiting here for ages, why is the stall owner still nowhere to be seen?"
"Didn't you just say they would open their stalls precisely at noon? The time has come now."
Jiang Lanzhi was just a twelve-year-old boy. Although he was usually quite composed, he was still young and impetuous and lacked self-control.
Sure enough, after standing there for only a short while, he began to show signs of restlessness, muttering to himself, clearly getting impatient.
At this moment, he still didn't believe that the rumored boxed lunch would be that delicious.
With so many people eagerly queuing up, they must all be people who crave novelty and are very curious, just wanting to join in the fun.
After all, this is a dock under construction, and it is usually deserted. It is quite a rare thing that a strange person has suddenly set up a stall here.
It seems this stall owner is probably out of his mind. Why would he choose to set up a stall in this quiet place when there are lively streets available?
Just then, Jiang An, who was in front of Jiang Lanzhi, turned around, gently patted his shoulder, and lowered his voice:
"You rascal, why are you so impatient! Don't rush, I reckon the stall owner should be here soon."
Jiang An was a man of great experience and knowledge. When his grandson led them to such a remote and special place for a meal, he was only slightly surprised.
Someone who dares to set up a food stall in such a deserted and sparsely populated place must have complete confidence in their culinary skills.
Thinking of this, Jiang An couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.
Xu Junshen, who had been silent all along, suddenly opened his lips slightly, and his voice was as melodious as a clear stream: "The stall owner is here."
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