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Ling Feng rode a battery tricycle and came to a street in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

It's lively here. The street lights are lit and the crowd is surging. Both sides of the road are full of vendors.

I picked a spot. Ling Feng stopped the car and started to come out of the stall. The stove is set up directly on the car. Folding tables, plastic benches moved down. Soon, the belongings were set up and the humble barbecue stall was in place.

Before he could raise the charcoals, someone had already come to charge.

A street in the Ming and Qing dynasties was the most prosperous. Anyone is allowed to set up a stall. However, there is a hefty fee to be charged.

On a daily basis, $120 per night.

Ordinary small traders and vendors give a fee and make a limited profit. Even so, there are still many people who are begging for a living on this street, and they are not demanding much, they can make ends meet.

It is better to eat by hand than to sell coolies and live with your life.

Ling Feng didn't bargain either. The fee was paid directly. For him, there is a way to make a living. The main purpose of setting up a stall here is to find out the news.

Charcoal fire is lit. The spice box is set. Skewers of food are taken out of the crisper and grilled on the fire.

Brush the oil! Sprinkle spices!

Ling Feng's technique was extremely skillful. I've been in this business for several years, and of course I'm familiar with it.

The main food is the homemade secret tendons. Served with meat skewers and vegetables. There are also seven or eight varieties. Compared to before the catastrophe, of course, it is much less. But there will be absolutely no deviation in taste.

Grilled over red charcoal. Green smoke curls out, accompanied by a choking smell of spices and bursts of meat.

"Ahh Ahh ”

When I spray spices to taste. Ling Feng's nose was itchy and he couldn't help but sneeze continuously.

"This smell ......"

The sense of smell is too sensitive. The smell of spices irritates him a lot. A runny nose while sneezing.

This has never been the case before. Now, Ling Feng was afraid of smelling spices. I had no choice but to mistake the napkin into a ball and plug my nostrils. After that, I felt better.

"My nose ...... It's really a dog's nose! ”

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled helplessly. When I was training at a secret base, I learned how to evade police dogs. Canines have a keen sense of smell and are able to track down enemies with their scent. The easiest and most effective way to get rid of it is to spray harsh seasonings such as paprika and pepper, which can effectively disturb the dog's sense of smell.

Unexpectedly, this is also the case with his nose now. Able to detect surroundings with a keen sense of smell, but extremely sensitive to irritating spices. This is a flaw.

Dogs don't plug their nostrils on their own. People are different, and pungent odors can be avoided.

For Ling Feng, as long as he plugged his nose, it didn't have much impact.

There are many small traders and vendors on this street. There are also several barbecue stalls. However, after Ling Feng came out of the stall, with the family's secret barbecue skills, the fragrance wafting from the stall quickly attracted customers to come.

"Boss, how much is your string of tendons?" Someone came over and asked for a price.

Ling Feng didn't answer either. Pull out a sign directly from under the stove and place it in front of the stall.

"Tendons are a bunch of dollars...... Ham sausage is 10 yuan a ...... Barbecue meat is 20 yuan a skewer...... Beer $20...... It's cheap! ”

A few people gathered around were surprised when they saw the price list on the sign.

The price is very cheap! Almost close to the market price of raw materials!

Take meat skewers as an example, one pound of meat can only make 30 skewers, and the cost costs 500 Singapore dollars, not counting spice money. The finished product is sold for S$600, which can be said to be extremely low-profit.

Setting up a stall for barbecue, Ling Feng originally didn't plan to make money. His purpose is to attract popularity and find out what he wants to know.

"Give me ten strings of tendons, two ham sausages, and two meat skewers...... Three more beers! ”

Compared with other barbecue stalls, Ling Feng's price is cheap, the materials are high-quality, and the aroma of the roast is strong. Diners were immediately moved. Someone began to patronize and taste.

"Sit! Right away! ”

Ling Feng nodded in greeting. With both hands on the iron skewers, strings of delicacies tumble over the charcoal fire and are sprinkled with spices. After plating, it is served to the guests.

"Hmmm! It tastes so good! ”

After tasting it, everyone was full of praise. Ling Feng listened to it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed with a smile.

Family recipe craftsmanship is not imaginary. Otherwise, his Lingji barbecue would not be so famous in Feng County.

There is a saying in marketing that is called herd mentality. A shop, a stall, as long as there are people patronizing, there is a second wave, a third wave...... Guests came one after another. And, the more people you have, the more customers you will attract.

It's only ten minutes.

Five folding tables are already filled. There were still a dozen people waiting in front of the oven. Business is booming.

Most customers have a soft spot for Ling Feng's secret incense tendons. It's delicious, it's cheap, and of course it's popular.

Kebabs taste better. However, even if Ling Feng sold it at cost price, there were not many people who could afford it.

There is good law and order in the city.

After eating, the guests pay the bill consciously. There is no one who eats the overlord meal for the time being. The stall starts at half past seven and lasts until about ten o'clock. Ling Feng's barbecue stall business has always been very prosperous, and there is an endless stream of customers.

There are guests who drink beer while masturbating, and they are in groups of three or five, bragging around the table. It's like ...... The cataclysmic end times are far away from them, just like the previous life, rich and peaceful.

Ling Feng focused on the barbecue while listening intently to the conversation of the guests. So far, he has not heard anything of any value.

Half past ten.

When most of the raw materials are used up in the fresh-keeping box. A group of people came to the barbecue stand. They are basically all strong men, with guys pinned to their waists, and they don't look like ordinary people.

The leader is a man with a prickly face. He came to the barbecue stand, glanced at it a few times, twitched his nose and sniffed it, then nodded, turned to his companion and said, "It seems to taste good!" ”

"The price is cheap too!" A companion said with a smile.

"That's it!"

The wine thorn man waved his hand at Ling Feng, and said with a lot of arrogance: "Master charter the field, how much you eat, how much you count!" ”

If it was a guest who was temporarily chartered before the catastrophe, Ling Feng didn't care about it at all. But now it's very cooperative. The reason is very simple, he feels that there are signs of source force fluctuations in at least seven of these guys.

Although it was weak, it was certain that they were all capable people who had eaten the fruit of the Source Tree.

From what they say, you should be able to hear what you want.

Sold out, welcome next time!

The wooden sign of refusal is hung up. Ling Feng concentrated on serving these guys. There were nearly twenty of them, and five tables were full.

Plates of skewers are served, along with beer. The guys then got into action and ate and drank.

"Brother Qiu, we were kicked out by Lu Fang's people today, and we can't enter the Cliff Ridge Mountains, how should this be?"

"! Hongshan City was established by his Lu side, and we have no problem with setting the rules...... Cliff Ridge is not his family, and the surname Lu is really domineering! ”

"Brothers, be quiet, we still have to make a living in his territory, people are under the eaves, we have to bow our heads!"

"Brother Qiu, we can endure other things, but the Cliff Ridge is very important, and the source trees have been found in the mountains one after another...... We still have a lot of brothers who need the Source Tree Fruit to become the Mighty! ”

"Well, the Source Tree Fruit is bound to be obtained...... However, the Lu family is not easy to mess with, they have classified the Cliff Ridge as a forbidden area, and whoever dares to trespass will definitely die! ”

"So what to do?"

"Let's go to other areas of Dahong Mountain first, maybe there will be a harvest...... On the Lu family's side, Lu Rong and I still have some friendship, this guy is the, let's go to the Houshan camp tomorrow, find a young chick for him to send, intercede, maybe there will be a turnaround! ”

"Well, Brother Qiu still has a way!"

Ling Feng listened to the conversation of the gang while barbecuing. Finally, the hard work paid off. In the mouths of these guys, he got the news he wanted.