He Chunming led the girls from the shop toward the bridge at Central Avenue, and from afar, they saw a line of black Cadillacs parked along the street.
Xiao Na squinted and looked closely, "That's Brother Zhang's car!"
He Chunming recognized it too, "And there's Brother Dun's car, and... damn, why do all these cars look so familiar?"
About a dozen girls fixed their eyes on them, indeed?
These cars used to park in front of their shop frequently, almost every week, so over time, they got to know them.
"Hurry, let's go see what's going on!" He Chunming quickened his pace, a scary thought in his mind, but he wasn't sure yet.
As they got closer to that row of cars, the clearer He Chunming's view became.
He saw a group of middle-aged men gathered around three or five small tables, each silently stuffing something into their mouths. He Chunming found this scene somewhat beyond his comprehension.
"Is that even possible..." Xiao Na murmured suspiciously, "Could it be that these customers aren't coming for foot massages because they're here for late-night snacks?"
He Chunming turned around and asked, "What do you mean?"
Xiao Na was a bit speechless, "Well... I originally planned to bring everyone here for a late-night snack today, because the food here is really good, so I suspect that these regular customers didn't come to our shop because they're spending time here eating late-night snacks?"
He Chunming was stunned and asked, "You mean the one that beat the foot massage parlor is a night snack stall?"
This is just ridiculous and hard to accept, isn't it?
The foot massage place could be outdone by a business tycoon, another massage parlor, or a bath center, but how could it possibly be a night snack stall?
Who would find this acceptable if it happened to them?
He Chunming's head was buzzing; he felt like his worldview was collapsing, "Come on, let's go check it out."
The main thing was that this whole affair was too unbelievable, too incomprehensible, too baffling!
A grown man walking down the street with a group of well-dressed and somewhat revealing women in flashy makeup is still very eye-catching, even in the dead of night.
The appearance of He Chunming immediately drew a lot of eyes from those around.
Even Chen Mo couldn't help but glance several times. Not to mention, although he couldn't see their faces clearly, the scene was quite pleasing to the eye.
But what puzzled Chen Mo was why the car owners, who were eating fried dumplings, suddenly got restless?
"Yo! Brother Zhang? What a coincidence, you're here for a late-night snack too?" He Chunming quickly switched his displeasure to a flattering expression.
While speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes, "Brother Dun? Long time no see, have you been busy lately?"
"Oh wow, Brother Zhao, you're here too? I arranged for someone to contact you yesterday, but didn't see you show up!"
Finally, Brother Dun walked to a table in the corner, "President Fang! What an honor, haha! I reserved six small rooms for you last night, didn't see you come over. Did Xiao Na offend you? I'll be sure to teach her a lesson when we get back!"
Fang Zhizhong embarrassedly accepted a cigarette, "No, I just ate here too late for a late-night snack yesterday and didn't go."
Zhang Feng was also a bit awkward, having stood Xiao Na up twice, "I planned to come yesterday, but ended up eating too late and couldn't make it."
Brother Dun chuckled, "I was going to head over today, but who would've thought that the porridge here would be so good? I accidentally ended up drinking until now!"
Kai owners were all old customers.
Everyone was chit-chatting and bantering with He Chunming, giving remarkably consistent excuses: this fast food is so delicious that we just can't stop!
This left He Chunming quite puzzled.
"Haha, no worries!" he appeared magnanimous, waving his hand, "I thought I'd bring the girls out for a late-night snack today, let me see what they're selling."
He Chunming walked over, "Hey boss, how many dumplings are on this griddle?"
Chen Mo held up one finger, "A hundred."
"Alright, give me all of them then, there are a lot of us here. Is there any more?"
Chen Mo regretfully spread his hands, "The porridge is sold out, these are all the dumplings left."
Next to them, Brother Squid and Uncle Liu were gritting their teeth, thinking couldn't you look next door? Is my sausage not tasty, or are my squid not fragrant? Why insist on his sold-out dumplings and porridge?
He Chunming was unconcerned, thinking that it was just some fried dumplings after all.
If it wasn't enough later, he could always buy some noodles or something else nearby.
Chen Mo was packing the bowls on the side, his heart filled with anticipation. From the initial stuffing of the dumplings to wrapping them with a ladle, frying them in oil, and steaming them in water, everything was [perfect] from start to finish!
Not even a single [great] appeared.
'These dumplings, at least according to the system's view, must be close to perfect fried dumplings, right?'
A hundred dumplings, as instructed by He Chunming, were divided into ten bowls, ten in each bowl.
Xiao Na, who had been waiting eagerly on the side, immediately took a bowl when Chen Mo finished dividing them, and poured a bit of vinegar in.
This action made He Chunming a bit displeased, thinking that with so many regular customers around, why did Xiao Na suddenly become so reckless, making them a laughingstock?
But with so many people around, He Chunming couldn't reprimand Xiao Na on the spot, so he just furrowed his brows and took a bowl, "You all grab your own."
The sisters lined up, chatting and laughing, to get their dumplings.
He Chunming stood on the side, nonchalantly picking up a dumpling to eat.
As soon as the dumpling entered his mouth, He Chunming suddenly appeared dazed.
Alongside him, Xiao Na was also struck dumb.
"Damn!" The poorly educated Xiao Na swore again, "Even better than yesterday's!"
What kind of heavenly taste was this?
Right as it entered the mouth, there was a very rich aroma exclusive to fried egg, along with a hint of crispiness. With just a gentle bite, the meat juices inside burst forth.
The softness of the egg skin combined with the tenderness of the meat stuffing, the complex aroma recklessly assaulted the mouth, making even Xiao Na feel a tingle on her scalp.
He Chunming was momentarily stunned, thinking these dumplings were indeed delicious. No wonder our old customers stopped coming and instead ran here for a late-night snack. If it were up to him, he'd do the same!
He gobbled down the ten dumplings almost wolfishly, feeling that adding three or four to his mouth at once and chewing them with big bites would be ultimate satisfaction!
Smacking his lips twice, "Give me a few more servings."
Chen Mo was already packing up the cart, and with a hint of apology said, "Really, there's no more, I only prepared this much for today."
He Chunming was immediately displeased, "We want to earn money but have no opportunity. You're quite something, aren't you? Not wanting to make money when you have the chance."
Chen Mo sighed and remained silent.
Who doesn't want to make money?
But having just started the stall, he wasn't able to gauge the amount of ingredients needed accurately, and he was especially worried about preparing too much that couldn't be sold, leading to ingredients becoming not fresh by the next day, resulting in wastage.
Seeing that Chen Mo didn't respond, He Chunming had an idea, "Boss, are you coming back tomorrow?"
"I will!" Chen Mo answered confidently.
With such good business, obviously, he would come back. Not only that, but Chen Mo had been contemplating whether he could fully utilize the advantages of the fast-food cart to add another category!
"What time do you start the stall?" The idea in He Chunming's mind was about to come forth, and he became more excited the more he thought about it.
The system now indicated the opening hours to start at 11 PM until 2 AM.
"We start operating at eleven."
Snap!
He Chunming snapped his fingers.
He had a plan, a plan that could turn around the foot massage shop's business!