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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: Cadillac Car Owners' Club

When the clock struck midnight, Xiao Na started to panic.

"Brother Zhang, didn't you say you'd be coming over with some friends today? I've made tea for you, and some of the girls are missing you~"

After sending this message, Xiao Na still felt a bit anxious.

Because the shop was still empty today, and on a Saturday, that's very unusual.

"Brother Fang, I deliberately saved the two best-skilled girls for you today. Let me know before you come over, and I'll have the fruit prepared for you~"

Right after, Xiao Na sent messages to several old regulars.

Some replied directly saying they didn't have time tonight, while others, like Brother Fang and Brother Zhang, didn't reply at all.

"Damn it, didn't Brother Fang and Brother Zhang just make a reservation with me? Why are they unreachable now?" Xiao Na tightened her fist, utterly baffled.

The crucial point was that just a few minutes ago, she had gone out for a stroll by herself and found that other shops were the same, with hardly any business.

This was very strange.

Could a new shop have opened up elsewhere?

Xiao Na, accompanied by a group of young girls, sat idly in the shop, waiting for someone to come by. Every now and then, she would look at her phone, feeling just like Meng Jiangnu!

As for her much-missed Brother Zhang, Brother Fang, and all the other brothers, at this moment, who knows if they even remember who Xiao Na is!

"Damn, Maniac, the fast food you recommended is really something!"

"Awesome, these pan-fried dumplings, this pork offal porridge, are amazing! Who would have thought this place had such delicious food, why didn't I notice before!"

"I'd believe if someone said these pan-fried dumplings and porridge were made by a five-star hotel chef. Hey boss, hurry up and get me another bowl of porridge and fifty more dumplings!"

"Savages, the boss's electric griddle is about to spark, can't you order less so everyone gets a turn to eat?"

No joke, Chen Mo's electric griddle was really about to start sparking.

Ever since these Cadillac owners arrived, the griddle hadn't stopped, especially the guy weighing over 200 pounds, he's finished off two griddles' worth and is still ordering!

Chen Mo was a bit scared, having someone eat so much in the middle of the night, what if they got sick?

At this moment, along Central Avenue, there was a row of about a dozen Cadillacs parked, almost all pure black. From a distance, it was an impressive sight!

And all the Cadillac owners were sitting at small tables by the road, eagerly eating dumplings and slurping down pork offal porridge, occasionally making the slurping sound when something was too hot.

Fang Zhizhong, who was into engineering, came alone today.

He didn't get there until eleven-thirty, and it took him half an hour of queuing to finally get his turn.

"One round of dumplings, one bowl of porridge!" Fang Zhizhong couldn't wait to scan the QR code and pay, "I sobered up yesterday and have been craving this ever since. I finally finished work today and came right over."

Chen Mo's arm twitched, expertly controlling the light ball to perfection, "Thank you."

If Chen Mo's initial goal was to make money, now, after two days of setting up a stall, his mindset seemed to be changing somewhat.

Seeing so many customers, willing to queue just to eat dumplings and drink porridge, for some reason, Chen Mo felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. It was a kind of wonderful feeling that work couldn't give.

215 Yuan credited!

Chen Mo continued pulling out pre-made dumplings from the storage box, greased the electric griddle, and placed the dumplings one by one into it.

With each placement, Chen Mo's arm twitched along with the light ball. When "perfect×100" appeared in front of him, Chen Mo clenched his fist in excitement.

This will be a perfectly executed round of pan-fried pancakes!

Next door, Old Liu and Brother Squid were feeling down.

"So many customers, I haven't sold a single squid."

"I haven't sold a single sausage either."

"But aren't they using our small stools and tables?"

"What can we do?" Old Liu sighed, "Luckily, tomorrow we can still have a bottle of that Hubin brand."

Talking about this, Brother Squid was gnashing his teeth in anger.

Never mind 15 bowls, tonight he didn't do anything, just watched Chen Mo. This kid's already sold over 40 bowls!

Brother Squid viciously stuffed all the unsold grilled squid into his mouth, "Damn!"

It's not just that Chen Mo's sales made him envious, just looking at that row of cars by the road made people's hearts itch. So many nice cars were all here just for the dumplings. It's really absurd.

Brother Squid couldn't understand it.

When did a Cadillac owners' meetup become a gathering at a roadside stall?

Chen Mo's food truck had started to become known within the Cadillac owners' group, and other group members who found out the truth were utterly befuddled.

"So, in the end, fast food is indeed fast food, enjoyment is real enjoyment, the cleanliness is real, and damn, it's super safe too!"

"Speechless... I told my family I wouldn't be back tomorrow night because of something, and then there's this..."

"Let's see who dares to say we only meet at bathhouses in the future!"

"Geez, don't be so serious, guys. You feel so foreign to me!"

The few people at the scene couldn't be bothered with the messages in the group.

Zhang Feng had eaten 150 dumplings and drank five bowls of porridge by now, feeling like his stomach was about to burst, "I really want to eat more, but I just can't fit any more."

Dunzi regarded him with disdain, "I believe you. Later, I'll treat you all at Shanshui Hall!"

Old Zhao listened to their conversation with ears pricked, not saying a word.

Dunzi downed his bowl of porridge in one gulp, and easily put three dumplings into his mouth with his chopsticks, seemingly swallowing them without even chewing.

200 dumplings, only half full.

"Boss, another bowl of porridge, please!"

Chen Mo glanced at the earthen pot, which was empty. When that engineering guy bought porridge earlier, he was already scraping the bottom.

"Sorry, the porridge is sold out today."

Dunzi discontentedly inquired, "What about the dumplings?"

"Dumplings will take another 5 minutes."

Dunzi was speechless, suddenly feeling eight-tenths full.

Eating is sometimes like that, after one bowl you think you can eat another, but wait a while, and suddenly you're no longer hungry. It's kind of strange.

"Forget it, I'm not eating anymore. Once you're done, let's go for a foot massage."

Zhang Feng glanced at his phone, "It's already past midnight. By the time we finish, everyone over there will be off work."

The technicians also need rest.

Dunzi grumbled, scanning to pay 475 Yuan, "Damn, did I really eat that much?"

Didn't feel it while eating, but paying hurt!

Old Zhao calculated on his own, scanned another 80 Yuan, also felt a bit of pain, unknowingly spent nearly three hundred tonight.

Cadillac owners wore blissful faces after the meal.

However, as with everything, having more people eating comes with both advantages and disadvantages.

Because the aura of these owners was so strong, it deterred many passing foodies who originally wanted to join the excitement but didn't dare to come over.

It's understandable, after all, who wouldn't be intimidated seeing a long row of identical cars lining the road, with a dozen hefty men sitting at the side not saying a word, just devouring their food?

It was quite an intimidating scene.

Meanwhile, the time hit midnight.

Xiao Na truly couldn't stand it anymore, and not only her, even the boss He Chunming couldn't either.

"Forget it, since there's no one here, I'll treat everyone to some late-night snacks tonight!" said a frustrated He Chunming.

This industry was different from others, employees basically didn't have much base pay and relied on appointments for income.

If the boss couldn't provide enough clients for the girls, they'd leave any time. So, offering some benefits was a way to keep them around.

Xiao Na's eyes lit up, instantly understanding He Chunming's intent.

"I know a snack stand that's really good, let's go there for midnight snacks today!"

The girls who had gone out with Xiao Na for snacks the previous night perked up upon hearing this.

He Chunming nodded in satisfaction.

Xiao Na is good, the snack stand is good, she knows how to save money for the boss. If ten or so people went for hot pot or barbecue, it would cost over a thousand Yuan.

Snack stands were much cheaper, a few hundred Yuan would probably be enough.

"Come on, we're closing early today. I'm treating everyone to midnight snacks!"

Amid the cheers of the girls, Shanshui Hall foot massage parlor closed early for the day.

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