When the sign [Emei Tofu Brain: 7 Yuan] was hung up, Sister Zhang busily worked through the entire evening, only closing her stall after selling out all the ingredients.
So then...
Chen Mo slowly drove his food truck to the side of Construction Road, right across from Jia Mei Gym. Everyone knew whose spot it was, so they all tactfully left it empty.
Chen Mo drove from the street corner to the spot, "Oh, a few more food stalls have popped up, not bad."
It made Chen Mo almost not want to set up his stall and go grab a bite instead. One has to admit, there's a lot of Sichuan snacks... Just now, walking from one end of Construction Road to the other, there were at least thirty or forty different snacks.
"Oh well, hang in there for one more day! Today, I'll just sell one type of skewer."
In nearly ten days, Chen Mo had already sold out 19 types of ingredients, leaving just one last kind!
