Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 35-Someone come here, there is a green tea here!

What happened just now was just a small episode for Wang Fan.

Growing up under the red flag and in the spring breeze, although he suffered a lot since childhood, he has always maintained kindness towards the world.

The Fifth Ring Road is sometimes quite strange. It gets congested whenever it wants, but sometimes it suddenly becomes smooth again after being congested for a while.

Wang Fan naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he drove at 80 miles per hour all the way and finally arrived at Tiantongyuan Community at around 7 o'clock.

What surprised him even more was that there were more stalls set up at night than in the morning, and the variety was more complete.

Large numbers of migrant workers have returned dragging their exhausted bodies, each one looking as weak as an eggplant hit by frost.

There are not as many stalls here at night as in the morning. The workers have been busy all day and want to reward themselves with better meals at night. Outside this street is a street of small restaurants, which attract a large number of workers with their good quality and low prices.

Moreover, those who make breakfast have to be busy from 2 to 3 in the morning every day, and few people have the energy to work continuously in the morning and afternoon.

This allowed Wang Fan to choose a location near the community entrance.

Next to Wang Fan was a man in his forties selling fried skewers. He was about 170 cm tall, with an unshaven beard and wearing a military coat, which looked a bit like Wang Fan's.

Seeing Wang Fan coming over, he greeted him familiarly: "Little brother, you don't look familiar. Are you new here?"

Qian Mo has been working here for more than five years, and he basically knows everyone who comes here regularly.

Wang Fan responded politely: "Indeed, I'm new here."

Qian Mo looked at the big box Wang Fan was carrying and said in surprise, "Little brother, what are you selling that requires such a big box?"

Wang Fan’s box is indeed not small. It is a rectangular box that is one meter long, eighty meters wide and eighty meters high, which is very eye-catching. Moreover, the food preservation box produced by this system can really hold things. The things it holds are far more than what can be held in a box of this size.

“I sell soup dumplings.”

Qian Mo chuckled, lit a cigarette, and said, "Since you're new here, it's probably hard to sell your buns at night. It's better to come in the morning."

Wang Fan asked in confusion: "Why is this?"

Business was not good at the moment, and Qian Mo was bored. Just when someone came to chat with him and relieve his boredom, he started talking.

"Hey, this is all based on experience. I've been working here for over five years. I've made everything from pancakes to burgers and pastries. This is all based on experience, and I wouldn't tell anyone else about it. I'm only saying this to you because I like you."

"Office workers coming home tonight want to eat something delicious after a busy day, so most of their targets are small restaurants. If it's a guerrilla snack stall like ours, they have to serve greasy and smelly food that's eye-catching. Your soup dumplings are okay in the morning, but they won't be popular in the evening."

Qian Mo was talking and smoking at the same time. When he finished speaking, he took a "puff" and finished the half-smoked cigarette.

Wang Fan thought what the elder brother said made sense, but since he was already here, there was no reason not to sell it.

"You're right. It seems I haven't considered it carefully enough. But since I'm here, I'll sell as much as I can."

Qian Mo nodded: "Young man, you have a good attitude, but don't hold out too much hope. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Wang Fan nodded and fell silent. He was not a talkative person.

Seeing that Wang Fan was not very talkative, Qian Mo did not want to be bored. He took out his mobile phone and started watching the live broadcast. There were girls dressed up in fancy clothes, calling him brother sweetly and dancing with their plump bodies, which made Qian Mo look so disgusted.

……

...Chen Xuanxuan came back from get off work, reluctantly holding someone's hand.

"Goddess Zhang, you saw that the bun vendor didn't come this morning, so why did you follow me home?"

Zhang Yue chuckled, "It's because the buns you bought were so delicious. I only ate 10 of them at noon and it was like you were going to die. I'm not satisfied yet. So I'm thinking of staying at your house tonight. I'll see if there are any buns tomorrow morning. I'm going to eat 30 of them then!"

Chen Xuanxuan looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Are you really not insisting on staying here just because I said the bun stall owner is handsome?"

Zhang Yue immediately cried out in injustice: "God, in all conscience, am I that kind of person? I've seen all sorts of handsome guys in our media company, why would I come all the way here to see you!"

Chen Xuanxuan said disdainfully, "Come on, those handsome guys in our company who are even more girly than girls, how could they possibly catch the eye of goddess Zhang Da?"

The two talked as they walked and soon arrived at the entrance of the community.

At this moment, Zhang Yue suddenly tugged at Chen Xuanxuan's sleeve in a hurry: "Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan! Look at the handsome guy at 3 o'clock ahead!"

After hearing this, Chen Xuanxuan looked towards the 3 o'clock direction, and then her eyes lit up. She grabbed Zhang Yue's hand and started running.

Zhang Yue staggered and nearly fell down when she pulled him. "Be reserved, big sister! Be reserved!"

Chen Xuanxuan ran while saying, "Sister, be reserved! That's the bun seller I told you about. I made you eat several buns at noon and I still wasn't satisfied. I want to eat 50 tonight!"

Zhang Yue said in surprise: "Really? Oh my, finally this trip was not in vain."

After saying that, she quickly started to tidy up her feet. She had been missing the taste of that bun all afternoon.

Qian Mo saw someone running towards them from a distance, and hurriedly put away his phone and rubbed his face. This person must have come straight for his fried skewers at this time of night. Who would want to eat soup dumplings at this time of night?
"Hey, little brother, I'm about to open. Oh, there are two beautiful girls here, they are so pretty."

Everyone likes to look at beautiful women, and Wang Fan is no exception. He looked up and saw that the girl seemed to be the young expert who praised his good craftsmanship in the morning.

As soon as the two of them got closer, Qian Mo couldn't wait to say, "Two beauties, what would you like to eat?"

When Chen Xuanxuan heard Qian Mo's words, she said without even turning her head, "Next time for sure."

Then, with a look of surprise on his face, he shouted to Wang Fan, "Steamed buns, steamed buns, I want steamed buns! Give me 50 steamed buns!"

Wang Fan laughed when he heard it: "Miss, can you finish all this?"

Chen Xuanxuan patted her belly, and her palms hit her down jacket, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

"Don't look at my thinness, I have a good appetite. That bastard snatched away several of them at noon, I must eat them back tonight."

After saying that, he nudged Zhang Yue with his arm and asked, "How many do you want?"

Unexpectedly, after being poked by her, Zhang Yue actually cried out softly: "Ouch, it hurts, Xuanxuan, be gentler."

Then, she seemed a little shy and whispered to Wang Fan, "I don't have a big appetite, so I only need two."

After saying this to Wang Fan, he turned to Chen Xuanxuan and said, "Xuanxuan, eating so much at night is not good for your stomach. You should take it easy."

The sound was as soft as falling goose feathers, making people feel itchy.

Chen Xuanxuan felt a chill when she heard this.

(End of this chapter)