There is a food stall at the intersection of Zijing Street. The environment of an open-air food stall is just so-so, so you can't have too high expectations. The good thing is that the goods are of good quality and inexpensive, and you can choose according to your budget.
The boss here is an old friend of An's father. They used to be chefs who cooked big pot meals together in the village. Now they contract banquets together. If there are banquets, they go to attend the banquets. If there are no banquets, they do business here.
"Uncle Wen, both of you."
"Alright! Wow, you are really good, you even brought a beautiful girl with you..."
Like many people working in the catering industry, Uncle Wen is a flexible fat man. Fortunately, he has a friendly face and does not give people a sense of oppression, even when he is holding a kitchen knife.
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