In front of the stall, flames licked and roared. Lin Tang worked the wok with a series of flashy moves, a dazzling feast for the eyes.
The key was a single word—speed! It was so fast that Zhang Xinyu and the others struggled to keep up with collecting money and giving change. In no time, their takings had surpassed the sum of all their previous earnings from the stall. The other stall owners were green with envy. If Lin Tang did this every day, there would be no business left for them!
"Big Brother Lin, you really are something. Your cooking skills are amazing, yet you were always so reluctant to cook, always taking me out to eat…" Lee Encai grumbled.
She ran over to grab a serving, eager to have a taste.
"Hey, how can you cut in line?"
"You're so pretty, but you have no manners!" the customers in line complained.
"What are you talking about? He's my husband," Lee Encai said defiantly, planting a kiss on Lin Tang's cheek to proudly declare her territory.
