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As soon as Xiaomeng approached the porridge stall, the owner immediately came out to greet her, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

It's not even eight o'clock yet, and the large number of people who came to drink porridge haven't arrived yet.

There were only one or two tables of customers in the porridge shop, so the owner had time to come out and greet them.

If it's 11 or 12 at night, the congee stall is packed with customers, and the owner won't have much free time. At most, he'll just throw you a menu and let you choose your dishes before a worker comes to write them down.

"Hey pretty lady, how many are in your party?"

Xiaoping knew the place well. "Boss, there are only two of us. Could you help us find a quiet spot?"

"Okay, pretty ladies, come with me." The boss was wearing wooden clogs, which made a clattering sound as he walked, which was quite unique.

The boss led them to the back door of the kitchen where the ingredients were processed.

There was actually an open space outside the back door, next to a small river.

I didn't even notice them when they came over.

It's more accurate to call it a stream than a river.

The owner cleared out a space on the open ground and fenced it off. The space was much smaller than the front of the porridge stall, but it could still accommodate about ten tables.

The surrounding greenery and weeds are growing too well, which might attract a lot of mosquitoes, even though it's already autumn.

When the boss brought them over, he also grabbed a bottle of floral water from the counter.

After Xiaomeng and the others were seated, the shopkeeper handed them some mosquito repellent, saying, "Hey pretty girls, if there are any mosquitoes later, you can apply some mosquito repellent yourself."

"Huh?" Xiaomeng took the bottle of floral water with a blank look on her face.

Should we say the porridge shop owner provided excellent service, or that the outdoor environment was simply too harsh? It's both laughable and frustrating.

Ignoring her surprise, the shop owner asked, "You want a plain congee soup base, right?"

Xiaoping replied, "Yes, I want a platter of pork offal, a little bit of each kind, and a plate of crispy sliced ​​fish. Xiaomeng, what would you like to order?"

Xiaomeng picked up the menu, but after looking at it, she didn't seem to have anything she particularly wanted to eat.

The porridge shop owner gave her an idea, "Pretty girl, go and take a look in front of me."

There's a refrigerator and a fish tank in front, with plenty of fresh and delicious seafood.

These are all the freshest goods, delivered by the vendors just a few hours ago.

Some of the best items aren't even on the menu.

Xiaomeng followed him to the front after hearing this.

Indeed, the porridge stall's freezer was full of fresh beef and pork offal, and the freezer was emitting cold air; the color made it look incredibly fresh.

"Then I'd like some offal, specifically tripe, stomach, liver, and liver, plus some beef."

"This beef is good. The color... it must have been freshly slaughtered this afternoon, right?" Xiaomeng used food tongs to pick up a thin slice of beef to examine it. The beef shimmered with iridescent metallic luster under the light.

The congee stall owner gave her a thumbs up, "You're a good judge of quality, young lady. Many people don't understand the color of this beef."

I thought it had been contaminated.

Actually, that's not the case. Freshly slaughtered and cut beef looks like this.

Ignoring the boss's boasting, Xiaomeng pointed to the transparent fish tank next to her and asked, "Boss, what good shrimp do you have today?"

The owner proudly picked up the net and said, "The shrimp are all good today. There are tiger prawns, large green lobsters, and Australian lobsters. The large green lobsters are fresh from today and are still very lively."

Xiaomeng said, "Oh, then get me a large, lively blue dragon."

"A large green dragon is fine. Today's green dragons come in both one-pound and half-pound sizes. How big do you want?"

"Just give me one pound."

"Okay," the shopkeeper helped her scoop up a rather large blue lobster and put it on the electronic scale. "360 yuan," the shopkeeper said, looking at Xiaomeng.

This lobster is so big, and it's jumping around with its claws outstretched. It looks really fierce. Xiaomeng is very satisfied. "Okay."

The boss took the shrimp off the electronic scale, threw it on the ground, picked it up, and threw it into a basket.

Xiaomeng's eyes lit up; this boss was very generous in his business dealings.

Shrimp that have been dropped like this will never be switched.

The shopkeeper helped her put the shrimp into a shopping basket. "Is there anything else, pretty lady?"

"I also want to eat oyster omelet, do you make it?" Xiaomeng saw their oysters, which were quite large, each about 15 centimeters long, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Go ahead, come on, pick your own oysters." The owner handed her a pair of tongs.

Xiaomeng squatted down and picked out oysters from a large red plastic basin with a diameter of one meter.

I picked about 20.

The boss immediately called over a worker to help Xiaomeng pry open all the oysters.

The oysters from this place are quite large; each one is as big as Xiaomeng's palm.

Nineteen oysters, enough to make two plates of oyster omelets.

Seeing that it looked about right, Xiaomeng followed the boss to the front desk to pay.

The dishes on their table, including what she ordered and what Xiaoping ordered, only cost a little over 700 to less than 800 yuan.

Xiaomeng thinks the prices here are acceptable.

After all, prices have gone up everywhere these days. Here, it's only a little over 300 yuan per person, and you can get fresh seafood, which is pretty good.

Xiaomeng watched as the kitchen staff dismembered the large blue dragon. "Boss, this blue dragon has quite a lot of meat on it."

The boss, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, said proudly, "Young lady, you know your stuff. I personally went to the dock last night to snatch this batch of big blue lobsters. Look, this piece of meat I pulled out weighs at least six ounces, believe it or not."

Seeing that Xiaomeng didn't say anything, the boss poured all the lobster meat onto the electronic scale himself. "See, I wasn't wrong, was I? 352 grams, isn't that amazing?"

Other customers nearby, who were also selecting ingredients, saw what he was doing and were also persuaded to buy one, saying, "This lobster is a great deal, let's get one too."

The boss proudly plated the lobster meat for Xiaomeng and handed it to the assistant to clean. "Right? The goods here are all very good. You'll know once you eat them."