Chapter 580: Chapter 560: Pork Ribs Stewed with Green Beans and Dry Pot Potato Slices

"Mom, don’t forget to buy groceries at Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market today. Their vegetables are homegrown, fresh and cheap. Oh, by the way, if you see someone selling dishes inside, be sure to buy some. His meals are absolutely delicious. Buy a portion for me too, I can’t make it there since my workplace is too far."

"Dad, you should go buy groceries at Guanyin Bridge today, guarantee they’re fresh. Don’t bother coming back home to cook for lunch, just wait there and eat after that guy inside cooks. I promise you’ll be satisfied."

"Auntie, you should buy groceries at Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market today. The vegetables there are fresh and pesticide-free."

As they head to work in the morning, the employees start reminding their elders at home to buy groceries at Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market.

"I know, I know, you were already talking about it all night. My ears have become calloused."

The older folks cheerfully agree with their kids’ requests. The market isn’t too far from home, just a few extra stops on the subway.

But what magic does that market hold that even kids, who don’t even know which way the kitchen door opens, are suddenly concerned about where to buy fresh groceries? It’s unbelievable.

They keep mentioning a stall inside the vegetable market selling stir-fried dishes. But it’s just stir-fried food—everyone can cook it. How bad could it taste?

With curiosity, various uncles, aunties, grandpas, and grandmas set out to buy groceries.

The subway, which usually isn’t crowded, suddenly became a bit packed.

Some people who regularly buy groceries together already know each other, and upon seeing familiar faces, they gather to chat.

"Yo? Sister Li, where are you going to buy groceries today?"

"Oh, my timid kid insisted I go to Guanyin Bridge Vegetable Market, so I took the subway heading over."

"Hey? You’re going there too? My family also told me to buy there, saying the vegetables are homegrown, fresh, and clean."

"You’re all going to Guanyin Bridge? I am too! My kid said I must buy a portion of the stir-fry from the innermost stall. No idea what’s special about one stir-fry dish, but they threatened to go on a hunger strike if they can’t have it tonight."

"Hahaha, my kid didn’t mention a hunger strike but insisted I get it for him."

"Who knows what’s magical about a stir-fry dish? Let’s finish buying groceries and wander around, get a portion to take home for lunch?"

"Sure, let’s do that."

A group of aunties chatted while getting off the subway and walked towards the vegetable market. The subway signboards made it easy to find, and soon they followed them and reached the market.

As they arrived at the entrance, the scene surprised the aunties.

"Wow, is there an egg sale here today? Why so many people?"

"No idea, is the vegetable market that famous?"

"Feels like everyone in Jiangbei District has come here to buy groceries?"

No wonder the aunties were shocked; this small market was handling way more people than its size should bear.

It’s rare to see people needing to queue up just to buy vegetables in Wudu!

But the crowd indicates the vegetables are good. The aunties exchanged glances, none intending to leave, then directly stepped into the queue.

The grandpas and grandmas selling vegetables today were overjoyed.

When have they ever seen such a scene?

What’s that saying? Shoulder to shoulder!

Look at this crowd in the market; it’s bigger than the clearance sale at the supermarket!

Grandpa Jiang was delighted as he put out the new bamboo shoots he had dug up, divided them into a small pile in the basket, and began selling.

Those bamboo shoots were fresh, large, and reasonably priced. Everyone buying wanted a few to cook at home.

In just over half an hour, the mountain-like pile of bamboo shoots was completely sold out. Grandpa Jiang was so happy he couldn’t stop smiling.

Some older women who didn’t get bamboo shoots refused to leave, pointing at the small pile in Grandpa Jiang’s basket: "Grandpa, isn’t there still some in the basket? Could you sell me a few? These bamboo shoots are fresher than the ones in the supermarket, I want to buy some to make soup."

Grandpa Jiang apologized sincerely: "Sorry, sorry, these are pre-ordered and can’t be sold. Why not come back tomorrow? I’ll set some aside for you."

The woman said: "I really want to buy them. How about I pay extra?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Grandpa Jiang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, it’s not about the money. These were pre-ordered. We must keep our word, right? Sorry, truly sorry."

Not just Grandpa Jiang, all the grandparents’ vegetables were in high demand today—two pounds here, three pounds there, quickly sold out.

If they hadn’t set aside some vegetables specifically for Wang Fan, Wang Fan would probably have to source from other markets today.

Wang Fan didn’t arrive particularly early. He went to other markets to buy some condiments. When he arrived, he was shocked to find all those grandparents gathered, comfortably chatting and laughing.

Seeing Wang Fan arrive, Grandpa Jiang’s eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up: "If you didn’t come soon, today’s vegetables would all be sold out hahahaha."

Wang Fan glanced at the vegetable stalls beside him; sure enough, they were completely empty. Only a few baskets, visibly displayed, still had some vegetables in them.

"Were there especially many people buying vegetables today? You could have just sold everything; no need to specifically set aside for me."

Grandpa Jiang chuckled: "If we didn’t save some for you, how could we enjoy your meal? Yesterday’s meal was too delicious. I still savor the taste from last night hahaha."