Chapter 579: Chapter 559: Second Failure of the Early Shift Series (Part 2)

The colleague behind him exchanged glances and quickly headed outside the company.

A lunch for 15 yuan with such a setup, even pre-made dishes don’t come this cheap! They were genuinely curious about who was selling it.

Wang Fan had completely stopped managing the stall’s affairs; he simply didn’t have the energy. But soon, he wouldn’t need to manage it anymore, as hundreds of kilograms of vegetables along with half a pig had now all turned into the final round of dishes.

Seeing each thermal canister filled once more, the diners’ eyes sparkled with happiness.

The last round of dishes didn’t last long. With a few dozen people, the buckets were empty in no time. Facing the disappointed diners, Wang Fan could only shrug with a helpless expression and say, "Everyone can come earlier tomorrow; I’ll be here selling food until Friday."

Seeing Wang Fan’s more mischievous than helpless expression, the diners in line felt irritated but couldn’t complain.

What could they say?

Say he wasn’t working hard enough? Hundreds of kilograms of vegetables cooked in a single afternoon, three pots never stopping from cooking and stewing, Boss Wang’s work attitude was that of a model worker.

But that expression is really hard to bear!

"Boss Wang, you should look more upset so that we won’t feel as bad."

Wang Fan chuckled, "Who wouldn’t be happy when they’re off work?"

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"Wow, this is true electric music. It must be Wudu; they’ve definitely mastered advanced meteorological weapons."

Looking through the car window at the distant flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder, Wang Fan sincerely exclaimed.

Only to see dark clouds gathering in the distance, thick black cloud layers occasionally flashing with electric light, sometimes accompanied by thunder, it’s vividly reminiscent of the lighting effects at an electronic music festival.

And that’s not the main point.

Normally, with such dense rain clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder, it should naturally start raining.

But the key point is that despite the weather turning like this, not a single drop of rain fell over Wudu!

This is absolutely ridiculous!

Wang Fan felt he was about to laugh uncontrollably, though he was in Wudu, he couldn’t empathize with its residents.

However, the upside of no rain is that it won’t disrupt the rhythm of those elderly farmers.

If it rained, it would probably make it much harder for them to pick vegetables and dig bamboo shoots.

Thinking of this, he felt even happier.

Anyway, bored, he picked up his phone and started browsing recent news.

His Weibo hits in Wudu were very high, lingering on the trending searches, with a vibe of ’I’m not in the streets, yet my legend keeps spreading’.

"Looking forward to Boss Wang, he indeed doesn’t disappoint! Northeast boxed meals conquer Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market, eat all you can for 15 yuan, comparable to a top meal."

"To be honest, every dish in Boss Wang’s boxed meal is better than what I’ve had in fancy restaurants."

"Don’t even mention those stir-fried and stewed dishes, just the pickled radish makes me want to devour two bowls of rice."

"An entire office of people was attracted by my meal, almost giving me a heart attack with a queue forming behind me."

"What Boss Wang makes is undeniably top-notch world cuisine, but what I want to say is, Boss Wang is truly a big softie! I believe he sets up a stall in a vegetable market, a place not suitable for stalls, selling 15 yuan boxed meals purely to accommodate those elderly folks."

"Those who came later may not know, but I was at the front, and I heard Boss Wang inviting us to come and buy vegetables more often here, the man deservedly turned me into a diehard fan."

Looking at a group of people praising him, Wang Fan was naturally very happy and also relieved. His intentions had been recognized, and things might progress positively.

As for those accusing him of showmanship, he couldn’t care less, nor did he need to. A large wave of fan diners had already criticized that person fiercely.

"Boss Wang neither live streams nor sells products, how could you say he’s putting on a show? What’s the point of such a show?"

"Isn’t his fame already big enough?"

"Regardless of what Boss Wang thinks, even if he has intentions of putting on a show, the farmers have genuinely benefited, a gentleman discusses deeds not intentions, for intentions, nobody is perfect."

Seeing these supporters warmed his heart even more, and despite not planning to reply, he momentarily did: "Whether it’s showmanship really doesn’t matter, I only hope the elderly folks can go home early, act with a clear conscience. Thankful to so many friends trusting me, tomorrow Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market will continue business."

"Hey, the original speaker is here, look at Boss Wang’s outlook, acting with a clear conscience. Now, let’s ask those accusing of showmanship, are your consciences clear?"

"Boss Wang, I want to eat spicy chicken tomorrow, can you make some? I just want to see if our Wudu spicy chicken can reach a whole new height under Boss Wang’s hands." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"I want to eat dry pot series! Dry pots with potato slices, cauliflower, baby cabbage, Boss Wang, I’m begging you, could you make one for me?"

"I want to eat Mao Xue Wang!"

"I want to eat boiled fish!"

With the main man Wang Fan appearing, the vibe instantaneously shifted into a menu request session.

Wang Fan quickly replied, "What I make mainly depends on what the elderly folks bring, other than that it’s hard to say, dry pot should be doable, I’ll try it tomorrow."

Suddenly recalling the lunchtime when locals messily offered money, he couldn’t help but send a message laughing again: "Wudu is indeed the most heartfelt city I’ve visited so far, as many people gave money not according to meal costs at noon, originally I was nearly breaking even and making a tiny profit, but their act made me earn more instead.

Tomorrow, I will take out this portion of money to make more delicious dishes for the elderly. Just please don’t start doing this again today, I’m afraid the elderly might overeat."

"Boss Wang, you care too much, we just want to give more at will!"

"Exactly, 15 yuan for such delicious food feels wrong, giving more puts my mind at ease hahaha."

Looking at the stubborn messages, Wang Fan felt helpless. But he had solutions for these people.

Tomorrow, he’ll set the payment code at a fixed 15 yuan with a one-hour interval between payments; he didn’t believe so many people queued would let someone wait an hour in front of the stall.

His girlfriend already helped him set up the QR code, he just needed to find a place to print it tomorrow.

The evening’s routine feature was naturally long phone calls. The best long call was certainly one that lasted until falling asleep.

Waking up the next day with a good morning greeting, it was once again an energetic day.

Meanwhile, a muscular guy on the basket carrying line was already questioning his life.

Gang Ge, looking to shoot some footage, wandered around. Hearing about the basket carrying line, he wanted to check it out.

Seeing those frail yet still hard-working elders, Gang Ge’s compassion overflowed.

Ignoring them was one thing, but seeing them, he must schedule an early class!

But his normally irresistible early class attempt turned off completely today!

Stopping an old man who looked over seventy, he asked: "Old man, how much is your bamboo shoot per pound typically?"

The old man held up three fingers: "Three yuan per pound."

Gang Ge asked, "I’ll buy everything for 4 yuan per pound, will you sell?"

The old man shook his head and decisively said, "Not selling!"

Gang Ge suppressed the urge to slap his forehead and asked uncertainly, "Do you think my price is cheap?"

The old man shook his head: "I know the difference between three yuan and four yuan. But I really can’t sell."

Finishing speaking, he quickly moved away, ignoring Gang Ge.

Gang Ge was going crazy, what was happening today?

In the world only his early class series failed with Boss Wang, only Boss Wang rejected him, and now what supernatural phenomenon was happening today?

Not giving up, he stopped an old lady again: "Old lady, how much do you sell cauliflower per pound usually?"

Old lady: "Three and a half yuan per pound."

Gang Ge: "I’ll buy everything for 4.5 yuan per pound, is it okay?"

Old lady: "No, no, you better ask someone else, the youngster still waiting for our vegetables to cook, if I sell everything to you, where will the youngster buy their vegetables?"

Youngster!

Gang Ge finally grasped the key point and quickly asked: "Who is this youngster you’re talking about?"

Old lady, quickly rushing into the subway with a smile, replied: "Youngster is just a youngster, a child who cooks particularly well."

Hearing this, unexpectedly, Gang Ge’s mind conjured up Wang Fan’s image.

Could it really be such a coincidence?