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

"Wow, sister, you are so thoughtful! Did you make this yourself? Can you make sugar water?"

The curly-haired lady at the side received the fried skewers she ordered, and then picked up a cup of mung bean milk ice and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, I made it myself. You can try it and see if it tastes good."

"Thank you, boss. You are so nice... Boss, are you busy during the day? Do you have a lot of things to do?"

Another customer also got some mung bean ice and asked cautiously.

"I guess so. I have other work during the day."

"So are you busy today? Do you have time to slack off?"

"Boss, what do you do during the day? Are you allowed to use your phone during work?"

After receiving the fried skewers, the customers were reluctant to leave. One by one they asked a question tentatively, while those who said nothing also surrounded Zhao Xiaojing and watched.

"Well, I'm busy. I don't check my phone much."

"Oh, all right.

Oh no! I mean, it was so fulfilling!"

The tattooed guy who asked the question let out a long sigh and spoke his true feelings unconsciously. He was patted by the person behind him and he quickly changed his words.

Zhao Xiaojing originally thought the atmosphere was quite awkward, but now she felt like laughing.

"Boss, what's the difference between the red beans and mung beans you made?"

Seeing that the people in front were about to be exposed, customer No. 27 took the fried skewers and changed the subject.

"These two are actually made the same way, both are milk smoothies, the difference is the different taste of mung beans and red beans. And the small toppings inside are a little different, mung beans are osmanthus, and red beans are chopped tangerine peel."

Zhao Xiaojing pointed at the two kinds of syrup and explained patiently.

"The boss is an expert! This combination sounds delicious!"

"And it also contains sweet-scented osmanthus and dried tangerine peel? Boss, you are really generous. You made such a big cup as a gift and even added some small ingredients..."

The guests gathered together, either because they realized what was happening or because the topic was really diverted, and they all started discussing the sweet soup that Zhao Xiaojing had sent.

Seeing that the diners finally stopped surrounding the boss to ask about what happened during the day, No. 27 breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't these idiots know that the more they care, the more suspicion they will arouse? The more wrong they have done, the more they have to act as frankly as usual in order to cover up the past.

This is the experience he gained after countless interrogations by his wife!

No. 27 proudly opened the red bean shaved ice and leisurely scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

"Fuck! Boss, do you add opium shells to everything you make?!"

No. 27 shouted at Zhao Xiaojing, and the diners around her suddenly fell silent, looking at each other in horror.

"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, brother, I understand you!" The first person who opened it and tasted it immediately patted No. 27 on the shoulder and said.

"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 milk tea bag in the other, and taking 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?"