Mu Mu groggily sat up, put on her shoes, and got out of the car. Her eyes were still closed as she stood in front of the food truck and shouted at the window, "Boss, give me a serving!"
"A serving of what?"
"A serving of chicken!"
Wow, Chen Mo covered his mouth, nearly laughing himself silly. This gal was probably sleepwalking, how could she even tell what aroma it was?
Looks like the aroma was indeed very strong.
"Alright, you better wake up quickly, be careful not to fall."
"Oh!" Mu Mu agreed loudly, turned, and crawled back into the cockpit, where she remained silent.
Chen Mo shook his head; this girl was already a college graduate but still seemed like a primary school student.
Are all Guangdong girls this adorable?
The black pot bubbled, emitting steam with the smell of chicken and spices that seeped out from the lid, filling the darkness behind the building.
About five minutes later, Chen Mo caught the perfect moment on the progress bar to open the lid.
