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I specially put on a nice makeup, but unfortunately I was frightened by the food the old people ate. I couldn't control my expression and almost jumped three feet high. I can be said to have contributed another emoticon package.

In order to comfort her, Youqu bought a portion of iron plate tofu. The white and tender tofu made a crackling sound when it came into contact with the black iron plate.

After the night market stall owner skillfully poured oil on it, it gradually took on a light yellow hue.

Sprinkle with chili powder and cumin powder for seasoning, and then add crispy green onions just before serving. A serving of grilled tofu is ready to serve.

Song Chuyi sat on a small stool, put aside the electric fan he had been holding in his hand, picked up the bowl and took a bite of tofu.

The tofu was still steaming hot after it came out of the pot, but Song Chuyi forgot to cool it down, and got burned when he took a bite.

He opened his mouth and just exhaled, but he was reluctant to spit out the delicious food. His uneasy look really made Youqu, who was anxious beside him, laugh.

Tufan just happened to buy some drinks and brought iced hand-beaten lemon tea for the girls, while the elderly had the recently popular canned milk tea.

The cool, sweet and sour lemon tea went down his throat and moistened Song Chuyi's scalded mouth.

"Thanks, Brother Fan, for saving my life."

Song Chuyi swallowed the food in his mouth and made an awkward gesture of clasping his hands to Tu Fan, which looked a bit funny.

The old people took a sip of the milk tea. Maybe for health reasons, they didn’t ask the boss to put too much syrup in the tea. As soon as they took a sip, they could smell the rich milk aroma, mixed with the fragrance of the rose petals cooked inside, which was very memorable.

Song Chuyi and You Qu finished the iron plate tofu one bite at a time, but it didn't fill their stomachs, but seemed to have whetted their appetites.

As they walked around, the two pairs of little eyes kept looking at the night market stalls, trying to find the next thing they wanted to eat.

A rich garlic aroma wafted through the air, and Song Chuyi was lured over like a cute little puppy, and he picked up four of them, and maybe even more.

They came with cameras. Although the semi-invisible cameras did not have such a large body, in order to capture every detail, personnel were naturally indispensable.

So from the perspective of the stall owners, it seemed like a large group of people were coming towards this side. If the person in charge of the night market had not informed them in advance, those who could set up stalls here were all good citizens who had paid the stall fees and had business licenses. I'm afraid they would have to recall the days when they were mobile vendors and were chased around by the urban management.

Garlic oysters are very popular wherever they are. No matter how strange they look, they cannot escape the fate of being food once humans discover the possibility of eating them.

The stall owner opened the fresh oysters from the strange-shaped stone-like shells, revealing the soft and tender meat inside.

It is baked on an induction cooker without flame and sprinkled with the boss's homemade garlic chili sauce. As the beige, watery juice emerges from the oyster meat, it blends with the garlic sauce on top, creating the unique delicacy of garlic oysters.

This stuff is good, and there is no one who doesn't like it. Basically, everyone present ordered more than one serving.

Even the cameramen who had been busy all the time put down their cameras, fixed their camera positions, sat next to them, stared at them, and started eating something to fill their stomachs.

Anyway, they basically wouldn't move until they finished eating, which was considered thoughtful of Song Chuyi and others to leave them time to eat.

Although the stall owner was so busy that he could hardly lift his head, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, and his teeth were showing.

In order not to waste the time of his parents who provide him with food and clothing, he even called his wife to come and help.

The hustle and bustle of the night market, the colorful neon lights, and the busy coming and going of people make up the daily life of ordinary people.