Chapter 175: Chapter 175: Rich Kids’ Game? I’m Not Playing Anymore (Part 13)

Ah Chen laughed at the two of them as she set out the items.

Today she also brought some small tables and stools, not many, only three sets in total.

First, she set up one for Lang Liqing, let her sit, and then brought her a big bowl of mushroom soup.

Lang Liqing just smelled that fragrance and couldn’t resist, taking a sip with a spoon, her face full of shock, this was too delicious.

So tasty!

She couldn’t stop talking while giving Ah Chen a thumbs up.

Some people had already noticed the commotion here and hurried over.

Ah Chen said, “We might open a bit later, I’m first serving my friends. If you’re willing to wait, it might take about ten minutes. If not, you can look around elsewhere first.”

“Then we’ll wait, it’s only ten minutes. When we come back, there will definitely be a long queue. Yesterday, I queued for a long time and still couldn’t eat the fried mushrooms I wanted,” a young man said, glancing at the big bucket on Ah Chen’s stall cart with some pleasure, “Boss lady, your bucket is nice, it would be even better if both were this big.”

Song Mo brought over some spicy chicken skewers and handed them to Ah Chen, “Try this.”

He was confident in the taste of his spicy chicken skewers because his recipe process is different, with a bit of ancestral technique, but still felt somewhat nervous handing it to her to try.

Ah Chen took a skewer and tasted it, praising, “It’s delicious.”

Seeing her about to scan her phone to pay, he felt a bit let down and quickly said, “You eat my spicy chicken skewers, I’ll eat your mushroom soup and fried mushrooms, no need to pay, let’s just…”

“Make friends.”

“We’re all stall owners here, we’ll be spending a lot of time together.”

Ah Chen put her phone away and smiled slightly, “Okay.”

“Then you sit down, I’ll go fry the mushrooms for you.” She first placed a bowl of mushroom soup in front of him and then went to fry the mushrooms.

Lang Liqing sneaked a peek at the two of them, clicking her tongue.

She’s not foolish; it’s clear to see there’s something going on between these two, right?

Those in line were also whispering, their faces full of knowing smiles.

Song Mo listened to the murmurs but didn’t care, just occasionally glancing up at her, observing her expression, worried about seeing displeasure on her face.

He recalled his past, where so many people were convinced he did those things. She seemed not to know him; if she found out, would she still interact with him like this? Thinking he was carefree and indifferent, Song Mo suddenly became quiet.

Lang Liqing found it odd; when she first saw this handsome guy, he seemed like the bold, fearless type with a bit of a rogue vibe.

Why then did he suddenly become melancholic?

“Is it still half with chili powder and half without today?” a sudden voice rang out.

Song Mo looked up to meet her smiling eyes.

He said, “Yes.”

She really is beautiful and lovely.

He grew a bit annoyed, instinctively reaching into his pocket for cigarettes and a lighter, but pulled out a pack of gum instead, staring at it blankly.

It seemed like just last night he had thrown away his cigarettes and lighter and bought a can of gum.

She probably doesn’t like the smell of smoke.

Moreover, secondhand smoke is even worse for health.

“And you, Sister Lang?” Ah Chen asked.

Lang Liqing said, “I’ll take mine without chili powder.”

“Would you like to buy some spicy chicken skewers? I can sell you a portion now,” Song Mo said.

Lang Liqing was delighted, “Yes, yes, yes.”

She could see it now; this handsome young man was smitten with Xiao Chen. Look, someone who used to be principled is now starting to look after Xiao Chen’s friends.

In no time, Ah Chen came over with the fried mushrooms and sat down with them.

The three of them alternated between sips of mushroom soup, bites of fried mushrooms, and spicy chicken skewers.

People in line: Who’s the big fool? I am.

But what else could they do? They were told they didn’t have to wait, but these fools decided to wait, just hoping the two stall owners would finish eating soon.

It was indeed unusual, having the owners eat first while customers waited.

It was downright rebellious!

Perhaps because there was a line, more and more people queued up.

Lang Liqing couldn’t help rubbing her forehead with a smile. By now, she was slightly familiar with Song Mo and laughed, “You two really have some skills here.”

Not only were there people lining up for fried mushrooms and mushroom soup, but also for the spicy chicken skewers, with around ten people queued on both sides, and more joining the line.

Some, unaware of what was happening, came to ask and, after hearing about it, found it amusing and joined the queue.

Of course, in this digital information age, some were taking videos with their phones to share with friends, post on social media, or upload videos.

The content was basically: Check this out, here are two rebellious small snack stall owners, enjoying their meal, not opening for business, making customers wait. Yep, that fool customer is me. Hmph, I insist on waiting today, just to see how good the food really is.

When the time was about right, Ah Chen got up.

She said to those in line, “Thank you all for waiting.”

Song Mo also returned to his stall and said, “Open for business.”

The customers rolled their eyes, but when they ate, they couldn’t help but admit it was indeed delicious.

Worth the wait.

“Is there really none left? Not a drop?”

Ah Chen showed them the bottom of the bucket, “Really not a drop left, come early tomorrow, it should be around this time, come on time to guarantee you can get some.”

“You should open a store,” this customer suggested earnestly, “and then buy a big pot to simmer the soup.”

Ah Chen chuckled, “I’ve only been setting up a stall for two days.”

“From stall to store, boss, you can do it.”

“You could start with a bigger bucket, this one clearly isn’t selling enough,” the customer suggested again.

Since she didn’t get any.

Ah Chen said, “This bucket is just right, any bigger would be too time-consuming.”

“Then prepare more mushrooms for tomorrow.”

Ah Chen said, “It’s basically this amount, come earlier.”

“Well, okay.” The customer, disappointed, was about to leave, glanced at the spicy chicken skewers next to her, “I think you two could merge into one business, that way we would only need to stand in one line and could eat both, otherwise after buying here, there won’t be any left there.”

Ah Chen seriously suggested, “You could also date someone, you buy here, and your boyfriend buys there.”

The young female customer immediately widened her eyes, her face slightly reddening. But after thinking about it, she said, “That’s not wrong, rather than changing others, I might as well rely on myself. Perhaps I should get a boyfriend to line up to buy the spicy chicken skewers.”

Those who hadn’t left were almost bursting into laughter, whether she was serious or just joking, it was quite amusing.

Once the crowd dispersed, Lang Liqing laughed heartily.

When she was about to leave, she leaned into Ah Chen and whispered, “You like him, don’t you?”

“Sister Lang truly has sharp eyes, noticing right away,” Ah Chen praised.

Lang Liqing gave her a playful nudge, “Boring, you’re quite candid.”

However, wasn’t she candid since the day Li Chen met her?

“I’ll come by often, but I’ll definitely call you beforehand to make sure I don’t waste a trip,” Lang Liqing said before leaving.

Ah Chen tidied up her things.

Turning back after packing, she saw Song Mo had already packed his tables and stools and brought them over.

She took them and fixed them on top of her small stall cart.

Seeing him standing there staring at her, Ah Chen asked, “Do you want to say something?”

Song Mo turned to his stall, took out a small bunch of flowers, and quickly stuffed them onto her small stall cart without much thought, “Today I met a little girl selling flowers. I thought she was working hard, so I helped her out by buying some. Only after buying, I realized, what’s a big guy like me doing with flowers; I don’t even have a place for them at home. So… you can keep them.”

After saying this, he turned and ran to his small stall cart, hopping on and riding away.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Will there be flowers tomorrow?”

Upon hearing her voice from behind, Song Mo halted suddenly.

He turned around to see her standing in front of the small stall cart, smiling with the flowers in her hands, looking at him with a gaze full of delight.

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