The Strongest Man On Earth: Starting From Setting Up A Street Stall

boom!

Snapped!

Bang!

The movement here quickly attracted some diners and vendors.

"Damn it, Lao Wang was fucked?"

"Hurry up and call the police! It's too abominable. This customer's evil behavior of beating the boss cannot be tolerated!"

"You deserve it. Lao Wang has a bad conscience. He sells a sausage for 66. He's just like that kid from Zhao Yan."

"Bah! Profiteer."

After a period of uproar, someone finally called the police.

Wu Qiang led two colleagues to the scene quickly.

He was very confused, what happened today, two fights in one night market?

The fight was so damn close?

This place is evil.

...

[Didi, the host triggers a random task: more than a thousand customers have tasted egg fried rice. After completing this task, the overall career score will be +20]

After returning home, Zhao Yan had just finished taking a shower when he received a prompt from the system.

"One thousand people? According to the purchase limit of one copy per person, one hundred copies can be sold to almost one hundred people. It will take about ten days to eliminate duplicates?"

After some calculations, Zhao Yan frowned slightly, feeling that the time was a bit long.

"It seems that two hundred copies will be prepared tomorrow."

With a sigh, Zhao Yan made a decision.

In order to compress time, I have to work harder. I hope my future career will be easier.

After practicing this day and night, I have developed my Qilin arms.

Tik Tok.

Brother Zhang’s live broadcast room.

"Brothers, are there any delicious treasures and delicacies recently?"

Brother Zhang was messing around with the live broadcast while chatting and spanking with fellow water friends.

He is a food anchor, and from time to time he will prepare some delicious food in the live broadcast room. Most of the fans who follow him are foodies.

“The roast duck at Juyuanlou is good.”

"The Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in the Seven Stars Palace is a delicacy in the world. The anchor can try it."

"Anchor, there is a stall selling egg fried rice at the Qihang Night Market recently. The taste is simply amazing! But you have to get in line early."

"..."

Brother Zhang felt bad as he looked at the messages from water friends one after another.

Juyuan Building, Seven Star Palace, this is going to make you bleed profusely!

It’s really hard to fool fans nowadays.

Until he saw the barrage about egg fried rice, his heart suddenly moved.

Don’t worry about whether this egg fried rice is delicious or not, at least it’s cheap!

"Is what this brother said true? Is that egg fried rice really that amazing?"

Brother Zhang had already made up his mind, but he still asked deliberately.

Who knows other water friends will not be happy.

"Uh-huh, what's delicious about the egg fried rice?"

"That's right, the anchor should go eat Buddha and jump over the wall."

"Haha, the current live broadcast room is full of monsters and monsters. One egg fried rice, it sounds like a famous dish at a state banquet."

"Didn't you realize that this person is a trap?"

"It's so touching, even the fried rice sellers are asking for help."

“Labour and management are not trustees!”

"..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room was moving very fast, and netizens were seen quarreling.

Brother Zhang quickly stopped him, "Okay, don't speculate. I'll try it tomorrow and find out if it tastes good. If it doesn't taste good, I'll expose it directly!"

On the other side, the news that Lao Wang was beaten was posted online at some point.

But it hasn't caused any waves yet.

...

"Another tiring day?"

After stretching, Zhao Yan finished washing.

I made myself some breakfast and checked my phone while eating.

[Shock! A young guy actually does this to a big man who picks his feet! ]

[A murder caused by a grilled sausage! ]

[Can you catch my punch? ]

"..."

All kinds of messy titles made Zhao Yan very excited.

After clicking in, it turned out that it was a middle-aged man who sold his sausages for a few cents a piece or dozens of dollars a piece to a young man. The key was that they were not yet cooked.

The young man was so angry that he beat the stall owner.

Now the police are involved.

"The world is really declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be! There are so many profiteers, why can't they be like me and use their strength to conquer customers?"

Zhao Yan sighed and closed the news.

Although the night market photos in the news are very familiar.

But he didn't think too deeply. The styles of the night markets in Magic City were all similar, and the news didn't mention the name of his night market.

Besides, as an upright and passionate young man, he had never befriended such a profiteer, so he deserved to be beaten.

There are two hundred ingredients to be prepared today. Zhao Yan went to work after breakfast.

Police station.

"Comrade, are you sure that illegal drugs were used in that stall?"

Wu Qiang poured a glass of water for the bald man in front of him and asked with a serious face.

As an international metropolis, Shanghai City attaches great importance to public security.

Now that he heard that someone had used illegal drugs in fried rice, he immediately knew that this was a serious matter.

"Yes, comrade police, even the dog wouldn't eat that guy's egg-fried rice before. But now he's being snatched by others, and it's still 88 per portion! This is obviously not normal!"

The bald man looked determined, and he had ruled out the possibility of asking for help.

After all, hundreds or two hundred people queued up to buy in the past two days. If they were all paid through consignment, the cost would be too high.

Why set up a stall with this kind of money?

Eliminate all possibilities and what remains is the truth.

This guy put addictive drugs in the fried rice!

Thinking of this, a wise light flashed in the bald man's eyes.

"Okay, I will report it to the superior. However, if you make it up out of thin air, you will be responsible for all the consequences. Do you understand?"

After Wu Qiang recorded it, he warned seriously.

In his many years as a police officer, he has often encountered people who made false police reports, and they all suffered the consequences in the end.

The bald man felt a little weak when he heard this, but he still insisted on his judgment.

"I understand, officer, I hope you will call the police soon and bring this kid to justice!"

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, we will arrange for someone to go there to collect evidence in the evening."

Six p.m.

The Qihang Night Market gradually became lively.

Zhao Yan came to the stall as usual, and there were already more than a dozen customers queuing up.

He glanced casually and found that Lao Wang hadn't started to leave the stall yet.

So lazy!

Secretly spitting in his heart, the hard-working Zhao Yan said to the customers.

"There are a total of two hundred portions of egg fried rice tonight. Don't panic. As per the old rules, each person is limited to one portion."

In order to complete the system's tasks as soon as possible, he also worked hard.

"Great, it should have been like this a long time ago!"

"Yes, one hundred copies is not enough."

"Boss, I want one!"

"..."

The diners lining up were pleasantly surprised, for foodies like them.

It’s so torturous to encounter something delicious but not be able to eat it all at once.

At the entrance of the night market.

"Brothers, I'm here, setting sail to the night market."

As soon as Brother Zhang arrived at the door of the night market, he started the live broadcast.

He took a picture of the words "Qihang Night Market" and then walked in.

"Front row!"

"Sit back and wait for exposure!"

Fans came in one after another to comment and didn’t have much hope for tonight’s egg fried rice.

The only thing I'm looking forward to is that after Brother Zhang tastes it, he flips the table and is exposed.