Bai Xiaoxu looked puzzled and went to the back of the stall to inspect the ingredients for the second time.

The space for activities was too small, and now another person was crammed in. Qiu Qiu moved an extra chair and sat outside the stall like an extra person.

After a while, Zhong Yu also came over with chairs, more than a pair.

The night sky has turned deep purple, the sky is full of lights, and the roads are full of tourists.

Qiu Qiu raised his head and sat side by side with Zhong Yu, looking across everything at the stars.

After a leisurely silence for a while, Zhong Yu suddenly moved and raised his elbow sideways: "There is someone opposite who has been looking at you for a long time."

When Qiu Qiu heard this, he lowered his head and met the man's gaze.

In front of the stall diagonally opposite, a young man with a hair tie had a stinky face and gave him a provocative middle finger.

After confirming that Qiu Qiu had accurately received his contempt, he turned around with satisfaction.

"Who is this?" Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Ah, he is a 'strong enemy'." Qiu Qiu said.

"...What are you doing?" Zhong Yu laughed.

Qiu Qiu thought for a while: "I don't know either. When I was setting up the stall yesterday, he came to me and told me that he was a 'strong rival'. After saying that, he left before I had time to ask."

As he said that, Qiu Qiu leaned to the side and whispered: "Actually, I don't think he is great at all. He doesn't even know that the substance in pineapple that can make the meat more tender is protease."

Zhong Yu, who also didn't know, said: "..."

Seeing the guardian's face darken, Qiu Qiu said slowly: "You don't know either?"

He paused and said, "Okay, that's okay."

"It's really nothing," Qiu Qiu pointed to the opposite side: "Look at the strong opponent, he is still very confident."

As soon as he finished speaking, the powerful enemy suddenly rushed out of the door like a scumbag in a quarrel and ran into the heroine in the pouring rain. She ran and cried while shouting at the terminal: "Mom——"

Zhong Yu and Qiu Qiu: "..."

…

Sanglu was really crushed at this moment.

Unlike the other side, they came here early this morning and were busy making preparations.

The ingredients that were prepared in advance last night were placed in the freezer, the stock was boiled, and the side dishes and pickled products were placed in the crisper... Everything was done in an orderly manner, and no one expected any accidents.

Just now, an assistant went to get the frozen salted egg yolks, opened the lid of the freezer and found that it was very hot inside, and my heart went cold on the spot.

After checking, it was found that there was something wrong with the energy box in the freezer. It had not been working, leaving the ingredients suffocating in such hot weather all day.

The assistant reluctantly took it out and smelled it for a long time, and even tried cooking it, and found that it had really deteriorated slightly.

When Sanglu heard the news, he was completely confused. He turned around and ran out to call his mother.

He cried sadly, and his mother comforted him in the terminal at a loss, saying that she would rush over with new ingredients right away.

"It's too late!" Sanglu burst into tears and said, "The day lily will be cold by the time you get here! Do you know how congested it is outside!?"

"Then what should we do?" The mother said carefully: "If the baby doesn't cry, no matter what, mom and dad will go on their way first, okay? Don't be anxious, if you really can't open the store later, our food is delicious, so don't worry about being late.

Right?"

Sanlu felt somewhat comforted by what he heard, but the second half of the sentence made him feel angry again.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense! Don't be afraid of being late for delicious food, even one minute late is too late! How many times have I said that tourists have to vote today!"

"Okay, okay...Mom doesn't understand, baby, don't be angry..."

"Ugh, I'm an hour late and I can't compete or rank. The tourists have all gone to other people's restaurants. No matter how delicious our food is, it can't make up for the time difference..."

Sanglu pursed his lips and said to himself, besides, there is a stall opposite that sells the same snacks as us.

From the day the lot was drawn, Sanglu had been hostile to the stall owner across from him. First, he couldn't stand his calm look, and it seemed like nothing could make him change his expression, making him look even more arrogant than him.

The man with facial paralysis would brag and be sarcastic at the same time, which severely hurt the young man's precious self-esteem during the written examination.

Sanglu held his broken heart, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At home at night, he hugged the pillow and pretended to have a paralyzed face, and beat him severely for half an hour before he vented his anger.

He secretly vowed to win a game at the food stall, so that the faceless person could see what really delicious snacks were, and let him know that people are different and that strength is the last word.

Rather than the ability to endorse.

But who could have imagined that such an accident would happen?

"Boss..." The last assistant who touched the freezer in the morning had been crying for a while, and now asked in a hoarse voice: "What should we do..."

Sanlu stopped crying and stared at the freezer with red eyes, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

There was a deep silence behind the stall. Just when everyone was almost desperate, Sanlu gritted his teeth and said: "I'll go to the other side to borrow it."

"Boss!?" The assistant was shocked.

They all know that the boss is young, has a good face, and can't stand grievances the most.

Usually when I encounter an odd customer in the store and leave a bad review, if the customer really ignores me, the little boss can chase that person and create seven or eight hundred chat records, like a tracking missile that won't end until it blows up the customer.

Today, he was able to lower his face and bow to the person he actively provoked?

Sanglu was filled with bitterness, and he had no choice.

According to the rules announced by the organizer in advance, the number of visitor votes will be announced after the event, which is very transparent.

He doesn't have to compete for the top prizes, but he can't lag too far behind.

Once it is ranked in the middle or even lower reaches, his competitors will definitely criticize him on the website, saying that this is the true level of his store and that past good reviews are all fake.

If netizens don't have the patience to read his explanation and only accept the results, then the reputation he has worked so hard for the past two years will be destroyed in one day.

Now is not the time to act on impulse.

Sanglu thought that as long as he bowed his head and endured this period of time, when his parents came, he would be able to turn the tide with his strong strength.

The young man took a deep breath, looking forward to death, and walked through the crowd to the other side.

"Um." His face was so red that it was bleeding, and his mouth was ajar: "Can you lend me some, um, ingredients?"

"What?" Qiu Qiu leaned forward and asked doubtfully.

He really didn't hear clearly.

It was quite noisy around. In the back kitchen, grandma started frying rice cakes, making a crackling sound. Bai Xiaoxu and Yan Xiaoyu didn’t know what they were squatting in front of the freezer, and the old man who delivered sour plums was dismantling the plastic cups for drinks.

It has to make a clattering noise.

But Sanlu felt that the other party was starting to humiliate him again. His face turned red with shame, and his tone became stiffer: "There is something wrong with the ingredients at my house. I want to borrow some from you."

Only then did Qiu Qiu understand. He turned around and knelt on a chair with one knee, supporting the tabletop of the stall with both hands, and got in halfway: "Grandma, do we have many things?"

Grandma was getting older and couldn't bear to see children suffering. After hearing about Sanlu's misfortune, she immediately softened her heart.

"There are plenty of chicken wings and egg yolks. Old Liu sent them here directly from Hong Kong yesterday. I plan to take them back to the store if I can't use them all." She said this without making any decisions for others, and lovingly touched Qiu Qiu's head: "

You make up your mind."

After that, he waved the spatula and went back to fry the rice dumplings.

Sanlu was very nervous.

Although the noodle stall owner was a bad person, he did not reject him immediately. Instead, he was talking to a man next to him.

In a sense, this is a good sign.

Sanglu kept convincing himself that as long as the other party agreed to borrow the ingredients, he could endure even being ridiculed for a few times. Who asked him to ask for help from others? It is not easy for anyone to get along in society. This is the so-called social animal...

"We discussed it and found that it will be difficult for you too," Qiu Qiu said.

Sanlu's nose felt sour and his vision immediately blurred. He tried not to let the tears fall. It was great that they were willing to consider him and could understand his mood. Sanglu thought that he had been so rude before.

"Thanks,"

"Five times." Qiu Qiu stretched out a palm and spread his fingers.

Sanglu swallowed back the rest of the word "thank you" and looked confused: "What five times?"

"The price," Qiu Qiu glanced at Zhong Yu and said seriously: "My friend said that there is a serious traffic jam outside, and it will take more than two hours for your goods to be shipped in at the fastest. But the event will start in an hour.

Already."

Zhong Yu lazily said: "I've been talking about less for two hours."

"Everyone in the venue is in a competitive relationship. Even if you want to borrow it from others, others may not give it to you. And they may not have the ingredients you need." Qiu Qiu continued.

"No, these days, where can you find good citizens who are as enthusiastic as us?" Zhong Yu said with one hand in his pocket.

"The number of votes tonight is very important to you, so you urgently need these ingredients." Qiu Qiu stood up: "So we will sell it to you at five times the price because it is a rare commodity."

Sanlu: "………………"

Seeing Sanglu's blank face, Qiu Qiu thought he didn't understand. He thought for a while and said, "There is a word called 'strange goods can be lived in', which explains the economic principles here. Can you understand?"

Sanglu held a breath in his chest that was about to explode. He almost wanted to summon his parents to deal with this shameless person.

But in the end, he just nodded and agreed to the conditions with a straight face.
To be continued...