Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

"What do you mean?"

"What did you just say?"

"You said this stuff was laced with drugs?"

The diners who were about to open the milk ice cream turned their heads to look at No. 27.

"Oh, I, I, I didn't mean that!

I, I mean, everything the boss makes is so delicious, it's like adding opium shells to make people addicted! Oh no! It's addictive! Oh no, it's not, it's just that, that, it's so delicious!"

When No. 27 saw so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he realized what he had just done and began to explain haltingly.

Everyone laughed for a while, their curiosity was aroused, and those who had not planned to eat the milk smoothie opened it and tasted it.

"Fuck, bro, I get you!"

The first person to open it and taste it immediately patted No. 27 on the shoulder and said something.

"Oh, this... this is so delicious!"

"Oh my god, how can there be red bean shaved ice with such a rich flavor!"

“This is definitely the best ice cream I’ve had this year!”

"Boss, can I buy some free gifts? I'm not satisfied with just this one!"

The tattooed guy took a bite and rushed to Zhao Xiaojing to ask.

"Boss, I want to buy one too! Can you sell me one too?"

"Ahh, I want one too! Boss, how much is it? I want it all!"

"Who said they wanted to buy the whole thing? Who? Who said they wanted to buy the whole thing again? Say it again!"

"Boss, I haven't received the gift yet! I'm number 93, the one who just told you I don't like sweets!"

As soon as the tattooed guy took the lead in buying something, the diners also reacted and started talking around the stall.

"This is for everyone to eat. You can't sell it. If you sell it, there will be no more for other customers. I made only enough for one person today. If you like it, I will make it for you tomorrow."

Zhao Xiaojing explained with a smile. She was very happy that the customers liked the food, and it would be okay to send it again tomorrow, as a token of gratitude to the customers for spamming the screen without her noticing.

"Boss, can you make a few more for me tomorrow? I'll pay for them!"

"Yes, boss, I want to buy some too! Why don't you stop giving them away tomorrow and sell them instead? We all want to buy more!"

"I agree! This looks like a big cup, but I finished it in just two bites, and my wife hasn't had any yet!"

"Yes, yes, I also want to..."

"Boss, boss..."

“Boss! Boss…”

Knowing that there would be no extra portions today, customers began to pester Zhao Xiaojing to make more for tomorrow. For a moment, dozens of people were talking around the stall at the same time, making Zhao Xiaojing's ears almost ring.

In the corner of the parking space behind the crowd, Li Donglai, who had not picked up the goods, kept looking at the time, standing side by side with Guo Gaoang, who was sweating with his hands in his pockets.

"What's going on today? Why aren't everyone leaving now that they've gotten their goods?"

Li Donglai looked at the crowd surrounding the stall anxiously. He really wanted to know what everyone was doing, but he didn't dare to go over!

He was afraid that the guests who knew him would talk to him about the swearing in the group today.

He didn't want to lie, for he was afraid that if he told the guests, he would not be able to keep the secret and Zhao Xiaojing would still know that someone had scolded her, and everyone would be as upset as he was when they heard it.

"Why do I see everyone holding a cup of milk tea? Who is treating everyone to milk tea?"

Guo Gaoang stretched his neck to look, and saw the customers gathered in a group in front of him. Each of them was holding a fried skewers in one hand and a bag of milk tea in the other, and they would take a bite from time to time.

"No one seems to be leaving. How about I go over and take a look?"

Guo Gaoang proposed to Li Donglai.

"Okay, then you go."

Guo Gaoang walked over, but was stopped by an old lady just as he got to the side.

"Young man, what are you getting? Can you get it during class?"

"What?" Guo Gaoang didn't understand for a moment.

"I ask you all what are you getting for free?"

The old lady looked at him eagerly and explained it again.

"No, we're buying fried skewers! We're going to buy some food."

Guo Gaoang laughed helplessly. If his grandfather met this grandmother, the two of them would definitely have a lot of topics to talk about.

"Grandma, please go to fewer classes. It's not easy for you to get your retirement salary. Don't let these teachers cheat you out of it all!"

"Hey! Who said that? The teacher is not lying to me. The teacher really wants us to be well! Young man, I think your mouth smells a bit. Do you want to buy our toothpaste and try it?"

Well, although I don’t know if this grandma is implying something about him, the degree to which she is obsessed is exactly the same as his grandfather.

Guo Gaoang said goodbye to the old lady with a stiff smile and joined the crowd.

"Hey, what are you guys yelling about? Why aren't you leaving after taking the fried skewers today?"

Guo Gaoang found the young man at the end of the crowd and asked.

"We are writing a petition in blood to ask the boss to sell milk ice cream tomorrow!"

"Ah? What? Why do you want the boss to sell milk ice? The fried skewers are so delicious, I want to eat them even if you don't!"

Guo Gaoang became anxious when he heard this, because he was planning to place an order and stock up on goods tomorrow!

"Have you tried the milk ice cream made by the boss?"

The young man asked back disdainfully.

"You mean, this thing you have in your hands?"

Guo Gaoang came closer to look at the refreshing green sand-like syrup in the young man's hand, and discovered that there were mung beans and osmanthus flowers on it.

"Yes, this is a gift from the boss when we bought some fried skewers today. One cup per person."

Seeing Guo Gaoang staring at his mung bean and milk smoothie, the young man quickly stepped to the side and held the smoothie in his arms.

"……Is it tasty?"

Guo Gaoang didn't care about the boy's protective look of food and asked.

The young man nodded rapidly.

After getting a positive answer, Guo Gaoang immediately remembered the bowl of refreshing and colorful qingbuliang that Zhao Xiaojing shared on WeChat Moments.

How could he have forgotten that Zhao was also very good at making sweet soup! Although he had only seen photos of it.

goooo...

Just as he was envy-inducing this, other people in the crowd began to shout slogans in unison. Guo Gaoang was excited when he heard it and started shouting along with them.

"Sell smoothies! Sell smoothies! Sell smoothies!"

The guests gathered around the stall and shouted in unison, becoming more and more excited. One person after another even began to clench their fists, raising them with every shout, as if they were about to start an uprising.

Zhao Xiaojing, who was still in the center of the crowd, once again felt that she was socially dead.

What’s going on? Whenever they meet this group of old diners, they start to make trouble!

She was still trying to explain to everyone why he suddenly started shouting!

Even passers-by started taking videos and walked over here...

"Everyone stop and listen to me!"

Zhao Xiaojing shouted a few words with great effort, but the guests seemed to be addicted to shouting. They raised their fists while shouting, laughing happily and couldn't stop at all.

Seeing that some passers-by also joined in the fun for no apparent reason...

Li Donglai saw this scene from a distance. The people surrounding the stall raised their fists and stretched and clenched them. He could vaguely hear someone shouting something, but he couldn't hear it clearly after listening for a long time. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

After thinking about it, I ran over.

"What are you doing? Didn't you come here to see what's going on? Why are you shouting? What are you shouting about?"

Li Donglai pulled Guo Gaoang who was raising his fist. Guo Gaoang turned his head and the excited smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"Oh, I forgot something important... I just..."

Guo Gaoang hurriedly pulled Li Donglai aside and told him what had happened.

When Li Donglai heard this, he felt sick all over.

"The problems we had this afternoon haven't been solved yet, and you're still here shouting along? What's this like? Are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate? You haven't even cleaned up your own business yet. What if the boss finds out and doesn't want to sell anymore? You're still shouting so hard!"

Li Donglai was not overwhelmed by the freshly made milk ice that Guo Gaoang mentioned. He was speechless after hearing it.

After hearing what Li Donglai said, Guo Gaoang finally came to his senses.

"What should I do?"

"Let them stop first, there's a large crowd of passers-by surrounding them!"

Li Donglai himself is a person who loves to be lively. If it were a normal day, he would be excited together with Guo Gaoang. If passers-by saw him, he would be even more excited and feel very happy to be the center of attention.

But he is also a responsible and careful person. He was afraid that the situation caused by his initial obsession with buying fried skewers would cause trouble to Zhao Xiaojing.

After Li Dong finished speaking, he walked towards the crowd.

"Stop shouting."

"Stop shouting."

"Pause."

He moved back and forth among the crowd, constantly patting the shoulders of those who were shouting loudly, asking them to stop.

"Brother Li, you are here."

"Lord."

"Hello, group leader."

Most people knew the group leader Li Donglai. When they saw him shouting to stop with a serious face, they gradually stopped and patted the people next to them to signal.

As the shouting died down, Zhao Xiaojing breathed a sigh of relief and finally took down her hands that had been covering her face, and the crowd burst into laughter again.

Li Donglai walked to the stall.

"Everyone stop for a moment."

"I created this group, and I think I have an obligation to be responsible to everyone and my boss. Please listen to me."

"I know everyone likes what the boss makes. On the one hand, we are making a fuss here because we really want to buy smoothies, and on the other hand, we think it's fun. The more embarrassed the boss is, the funnier it is. This kind of behavior is nothing to extroverts, but everyone can see that the boss is socially anxious. Do you think the boss is as happy as you every time he makes a fuss?"

"If you want to buy what the boss makes, you have to find a way to buy it. This is too much of an overreach. If the boss stops selling one day, he can continue to set up a stall somewhere else, but where else can we buy from?"

The crowd, which was overwhelmed by the excitement, calmed down after listening to Li Donglai's words, and began to remember the cursing in the group at noon. At that time, the group leader also talked about the reason why the boss sold fried skewers in this way.

At that time, the group leader repeatedly emphasized that setting up the stall in this way was not the boss's intention, for fear that excessive measures would cause the boss to not want to sell fried skewers.

Everyone suddenly woke up.

"Boss, I'm sorry."

"Boss, please don't mind. Please don't stop setting up the stall."

"boss……"

"Alright, alright, we just like to have fun, the boss knows it all, and the boss never blames you. Don't do this next time, just go away, go away."

Seeing that everyone had reacted, Li Donglai waved at the crowd and slowed down his tone.

Seeing this, everyone picked up the fried skewers and left obediently.

Zhao Xiaojing gave Li Donglai a thumbs up in admiration.

This is great leadership! Unfortunately, she doesn't have it.

Guo Gaoang then ran over from the side, exchanged glances with Li Donglai, and looked at Zhao Xiaojing awkwardly.

"That..." "Love is always there, can you please give me an evaluation?"