Jiang Feng didn't stop working the entire noon.
Many students even skipped their afternoon nap; by one-thirty, they were still in line. They were determined to taste the food at Jiang Feng's stall. The ingredients Jiang Feng had prepared were originally reserved for the evening. But with so many people queuing outside, Jiang Feng kept making more dishes. After queuing for so long, he couldn't let them leave disappointed. This was despite many people giving up and going to other stalls because they couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, the line would've been even longer. Only those who patiently waited in line managed to get a taste.
"Is it really that good? We've been in line since one, and it's already one-thirty!"
"Just a little longer, we're almost there."
"Nearly there."
A few people murmured softly among themselves.
