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

Chapter 66-Do these three families run a canteen?
"Hey, this little boss really just said he wouldn't come?"

"Who says it's not? Business is so good, why would they just not come? It's almost Chinese New Year, so they probably won't come."

Aunt Wang sighed, "Ever since we can't buy the boss's buns anymore, my eldest grandson hasn't been eating well. The only consolation is that after eating the boss's mushroom and rape buns, he has learned to eat some vegetables."

Old Liu raised his hand, showed the dumplings in his hand and said, "I just bought some outside. Let's have some together."

Professor Jiang picked one up with his chopsticks, took a bite, and sighed, "It's not a world of difference, but it feels like I'm eating something different. Not only is the skin watery and lacking in elasticity, but the filling is also incredibly salty."

Old Liu took one and ate it with no appetite: "Comparing people will make you die, comparing goods will make you throw them away. I used to think this bun was good, but now I don't even want to look at it. If I didn't want buns so badly, I wouldn't buy it."

As they were chatting, a young man came over and said to Lao Liu, "Hello, uncle. We heard there's a place selling delicious buns nearby. Do you know which one it is?"

Old Liu looked up and saw three or four young people. He sighed and said, "You are late. We haven't been to that bun stall for a long time."

The young man pointed at the bun in Lao Liu's hand and said, "Isn't this the bun you bought?"

Old Liu shook his head weakly, "Not even close, not at the same level at all. Let me tell you, the skin of that bun is as soft as a cloud, and the meat filling and the juice inside... Oh my god!"

As Old Liu was talking, he suddenly exclaimed, then pointed in a direction and said to Aunt Wang, "Old Wang, Old Wang, you have good eyesight. Can you see if that person who is setting up the stall is the boss?"

Aunt Wang quickly looked up and saw a figure unloading the truck at Wang Fan's stall.

After taking a closer look, Aunt Wang shook her head and said, "No, it's not Little Boss, you're mistaken."

Old Liu was slightly stunned. Did I see it wrong? This shouldn't be the case, right?

But the car definitely doesn't seem to be the same one as before.

Ok?
Why did Lao Wang suddenly run away?

What the hell!

Old Liu immediately became anxious. As he ran, he shouted at Aunt Wang, who was running wildly, "You are so mean, Old Wang! You actually lied to me!"

Professor Jiang was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. Could it really be the young boss?!
When Lao Jiang saw Lao Liu and Lao Wang running away, he suddenly became anxious.

"Stop right there, you two! How can you get two more meals if you go earlier?!"

The three young people looked at each other in confusion as they saw the three old men running away.

Wasn't he just a frail old man? How come he's running faster than a rabbit in the blink of an eye?

"How about we go over and take a look?"

"Looking at them like this, could they be the guy selling buns from before?"

"Since I'm here, Lao Guo and Xiao Pengpeng praised these buns so much in their crosstalk, I have to go and try them anyway."

"Haha, isn't that why we came here? We have to try out these buns that we have to pick up and eat even if they fall on the ground. Just how delicious can they be?"

……

Wang Fan and his second uncle were busy unloading things.

Wang Fan originally didn't want his second uncle to do it. After all, it had only been a few days since the operation, so it was better to take care of him.

My second uncle, however, was a person who couldn't sit still and insisted on helping to unload the things.

Fortunately, there weren't many things and they weren't too heavy, so Wang Fan let him go.

After unloading the things, the second uncle said to Wang Fan with a proud look on his face: "Leave the job of selling buns and attracting customers to me. I guarantee that I will attract customers to you." Wang Fan was just about to say no, as his stall had good appeal, when the second uncle had already started to get busy.

At this moment, a relatively thin boy happened to walk past the stall, and the second uncle shouted directly at him: "Handsome boy, would you like to buy some buns?"

Liang Xilong, who was just about to go home, suddenly felt enlightened when he heard this.

He immediately came over with a happy face: "Yes, I must!"

The boy bought three beef buns and left happily.

The second uncle looked at Wang Fan with a smug look on his face: "How is it?"

Wang Fan gave a thumbs-up: "Great, great."

The second uncle explained proudly, "I tell you, you call these thin-looking boys handsome boys. They are probably from the south. They will never refuse the name of handsome boys."

As he was explaining, he saw three elderly people about his age running at full speed. He hurriedly shouted to them, "Don't worry, big brothers and big sisters. Running so fast can easily give you a stitch in the side. Don't worry, come and rest your feet."

Aunt Wang was the first to run to the stall. Thanks to her daily exercise, she ran without blushing or getting nervous.

Uncle Er took out a disposable cup, poured half a cup of water from the thermos, and handed it to Aunt Wang: "What's the matter, sister? Come and calm down and have a drink of water."

Aunt Wang looked at the steamer with excitement, and then said to Uncle Er, "Hey, what else could it be? Isn't it just that you want to eat this bun as soon as possible?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Wang Fan expectantly: "Young boss, why are you here again today? Will you always come here in the future?"

Wang Fan shook his head: "Today is just a coincidence. Unless something unexpected happens, I probably won't come again."

Old Liu also ran over at this time and happened to hear what Wang Fan said.

"Why don't you come? Without your buns, I don't know what to eat every day."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "I think I'll go around a lot in the future."

Old Liu sighed, "I thought you'd keep coming. Forget it, just give me 100 buns to calm me down."

The second uncle was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "Old brother, how many do you want?"

"100, boss. This is the last time I've come. You can't limit the purchase again, right?"

Wang Fan nodded: "There's no limit today."

He was mainly worried about his second uncle's health. After all, it was still winter, and selling out the food early would save his second uncle from freezing outside.

Aunt Wang was overjoyed when she heard there was no purchase limit: "Pack 200 for me! Put them aside for me first, and I'll push the cart home!"

When Old Liu heard this, he quickly changed his tone and said, "I want 200 too!"

Professor Jiang also spoke up repeatedly: "200, give me 200 too. Lao Liu, when you go back, please bring my cart over to me as well. I'll be watching over our buns here."

Old Liu put down the money, took a bun and walked home.

"Watch my buns carefully. If you lose one, I'll be damned."

Second Uncle looked at the three people and felt that his brain seemed to be not enough.

Who buys hundreds of buns just to eat them?
He looked at Wang Fan bewilderedly and said, "Nephew, do these three families run a canteen?"

(End of this chapter)