How could they insult people like this?!
What was wrong with barbecue?!
Barbecue was cuisine too!
How did I not understand good food?!
Were they playing word chain over there? Wasn't that just rubbing salt in the wound?!
The owner of the beef flatbread shop and the owner of the grilled skewer shop exchanged a distant glance, their eyes full of helplessness and bitterness.
I wanted to cry, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shed a tear!
Damn it!
They'd slashed their prices to the bone, yet it was utterly useless!
People simply refused to come patronize them. Instead, the line at the fried noodle stall gained another dozen or so new customers.
The dry got parched while the flooded drowned.
The other stalls and shops were in much the same situation.
Having two or three scattered customers was already considered pretty good, but as soon as customers placed their orders, they hurriedly said:
"Boss, sorry, I don't want it anymore!"
Before they even finished speaking, they ran off to line up at the fried noodle stall.
Good lord!
The line had seventy or eighty people, and more kept joining without end!
Were they playing word chain over there?
Weren't they afraid of starving to death halfway through the line?!
This was something they had never seen before in the Wang District of the Pedestrian Street.
Even on other commercial streets, such a scene was rare.
Unless it was the grand opening of a major new store, using some sleazy promotion like spending 9.9 yuan to get 100 yuan off could attract huge crowds.
And that was only if the business had also run extensive ads on Douyin and Meituan.
Even more outrageous, many customers bought bag after bag from the fried noodle stall and were