Chapter 164: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Open at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"No, no, no!"

The young man backed away in fright, waving his hands repeatedly.

Sun Rongguang's kindly smile now looked a bit terrifying in his eyes.

The weakness he had been faking vanished instantly, and he quickly gave an awkward smile, saying, "Doctor, this problem of mine... is intermittent. I can't eat when I'm not hungry, but as soon as I'm hungry, I'm fine! It doesn't affect my life, no need to trouble you!"

The diners around them couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Brother, your acting is too good—it's a pity you're not an actor!"

"Anorexia? With your build, you're still dozens of pounds away from anorexia!"

"I just saw you eating grilled kidneys with relish—didn't look like you couldn't eat!"

"Doctor, I think this brother is telling the truth. Just take him to the hospital and give him a full workup—gastroscopy, colonoscopy, everything! Hahaha..."

The young man cursed silently in his heart. He had only wanted to freeload a spot, spouting nonsense to win sympathy, never expecting to run into a real doctor.

Now he not only failed to get a spot, but made a fool of himself in front of so many people.

So embarrassing!

Hearing the teasing around him, he almost dug a three-bedroom apartment into the ground where he stood.

Seeing this, Sun Rongguang shook his head with a smile and waved at the young man. "Alright, young man, go queue up. And don't curse yourself like that next time."

The young man gave Sun Rongguang an embarrassed smile, then slipped away.

Just as he was about to leave, a head suddenly poked out from the front of the queue, shouting in a loud voice.

"Little brother, want my spot? I'll let it go for fifty yuan!"

The young man paused, turned toward the voice, and saw an uncle in the queue waving at him.

Zhang Xianyang, in the queue, heard the voice and raised his eyebrows slightly.

That voice, that manner—why did it sound so familiar?

He couldn't help but tiptoe and lift his head to look ahead.

The moment he saw the person's face, he recognized him immediately.

Wasn't this the scalper uncle from last week?

The scalper uncle also recognized Zhang Xianyang; his expression froze for a moment, then he gave an awkward smile.

The young man, who had just been about to leave, suddenly became interested. He quickly walked to the scalper uncle's side and started haggling: "Uncle, fifty is too expensive. Your spot isn't even near the front—can you give me a better price?"

"What are you saying! Where's the expensive part? Have you been working hard..."

The scalper uncle, upon hearing this, immediately spouted a famous quote, but seeing the diners looking at him with strange eyes, he lowered his voice: "Brother, look how many people are behind you? Today is Friday. If you go to the back of the queue now, you might not even get to eat. I usually sell for a hundred. I'm only selling for fifty because I suddenly have an urgent matter. Don't believe me? Ask others!"

Saying this, he randomly pointed at a few people in the queue, not knowing if it was true or false.

The young man hesitated for a while. Fifty yuan for a spot—he felt it wasn't worth it.

But the scalper uncle was right. Everyone knew today was Lu Boss's last day of business this week, so far more people came on Friday than usual.

He glanced at the end of the queue; it seemed to stretch endlessly.

Thinking of the taste of Lu Feng's food, his stomach couldn't help but growl several times.

Fifty yuan was a bit of a rip-off, but to taste Lu Boss's culinary skill, it was worth it!

The young man made up his mind and sighed, saying, "Fine, fine, fifty it is! Scan to pay, scan to pay!"

The scalper uncle beamed, took out his mobile phone, pulled up the payment code, heard the payment notification from his phone, and smilingly gave up the spot.

Then he smiled smugly at Zhang Xianyang, stuffed his phone into his pocket, turned around, and walked to the end of the queue.

What he had just told the young man was half true, half false.

Although there were many people in line now, Lu Feng's noodle soup served quickly this week. If he queued at the end now, he might still be able to buy a portion.

Sun Rongguang, who had witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This... was a scalper?

Having worked in a hospital for many years, he was all too familiar with the profession of scalper.

When Sun Rongguang was in Chuan Yu, his own expert appointment number was scalped by scalpers, with one expert number resold for over a thousand yuan.

But he had seen registration scalpers, heard of concert scalpers and train ticket scalpers.

Having lived more than half his life, this was the first time he had seen a scalper for queuing to eat.

This was simply unheard of; today he could say he had broadened his horizons.

"This... do you need a scalper just to eat now?"

Sun Rongguang turned to look at Zhou Zhengbang, his tone full of disbelief.

Zhou Zhengbang behind him was also dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Zhou Zhengbang even wondered if he had become out of touch with society.

Just now, seeing that young man make the payment, he found it even more unbelievable.

Sun Rongguang looked toward the front of the queue, becoming more and more curious about this shop.

Just how good was the boss's culinary skill, that people would rather pay a scalper for a spot near the front?

"Doctor Zhou, I think we'll just eat here. Not going anywhere else."

Sun Rongguang turned to look at Zhou Zhengbang, saying with a determined tone.

Zhou Zhengbang nodded. The scene that had just happened left him full of curiosity as well.

As time slowly passed, the queue gradually moved forward, and Zhang Xianyang and the other two drew ever closer to Lu Feng's shop door.

The closer they got to the door, the stronger the fragrance in the air; Sun Rongguang stood in the queue with his hands behind his back and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Zhou Zhengbang behind him occasionally tiptoed to look ahead, silently calculating in his mind how much longer they would have to wait before it was their turn.

These two seemed to have forgotten their identities, now like two children waiting for a meal.

Finally, they followed the queue to the counter.

Hu Xiaoyun raised her head, saw Zhang Xianyang, and smiled as she greeted him: "Doctor Zhang, hello, what would you like to eat today?"

Zhang Xianyang was a regular at Lu Feng's shop; he came here every day this week, and Hu Xiaoyun remembered him.

"Xiao Yun, these two are also doctors from our hospital; the three of us are together, three bowls of noodles!"

Zhang Xianyang leaned forward, pointed to Zhou Zhengbang and Sun Rongguang beside him to introduce them, then voluntarily took on the task of ordering.

Hu Xiaoyun looked at the two and greeted them warmly: "Hello, what flavor would you like?"

Sun Rongguang glanced at the price list on the wall, his gaze stopping at Tomato Beef Brisket Noodles.

He remembered that this afternoon in the hospital, Lin Xi said she ate this flavor, and just happened to want to taste what it was like.

He turned his head to look at Hu Xiaoyun and spoke first: "I'll have a bowl of Tomato Beef Brisket Noodles."

Zhou Zhengbang considered for a moment, then cheerfully placed his order: "I'll have a portion of Yangchun Noodles."

He had always preferred lighter food and had little interest in the other flavors.

After the two had ordered, Zhang Xianyang had long been unable to hold back; he ordered the same Pig Trotter Noodles as yesterday.

After eating them yesterday, he had been unable to forget those soft, tender, delicious pig trotters that melted in the mouth.

Hu Xiaoyun efficiently took the order, picked up the slip, turned around, and went into the back kitchen.

Soon, the three bowls of noodles were brought by Hu Xiaoyun to the counter.