The snack cart had barely stopped when customers impatiently surged over.
Bosnian oil cakes were fifty yuan per serving, six in a box.
At a high-end restaurant, a price of over one hundred yuan might still be considered cheap, but for a snack stall, fifty yuan per serving was already expensive.
But at Lu's Snack Stall, people basically never looked at the prices.
First, deliciousness trumped everything. Second, Boss Lu had a conscience and never overcharged.
The Bosnian oil cakes sold out in less than half an hour.
"This is my first time trying these Bosnian oil cakes. So good!"
"Crispy outside, tender inside, not greasy or heavy. They crush every other oil cake out there, mark my words!"
The new item received unanimous praise from the customers, proving once again that nothing Boss Lu made could possibly taste bad—not even Bosnian pot lids or fried shoe insoles!
"Customers, Lu's Snack Stall provides digestive tablets for free. Anyone who ate too much, got stuffed, or had to lean against a wall can come get some. But we do not encourage overeating."
Xiaomi had already opened twenty boxes of digestive tablets and cut them into small pieces. Only one pill was needed each day, and it would strengthen the spleen and stomach's digestive abilities for the entire day, preventing indigestion, acid reflux, bloating, and other symptoms.
Several people who often ate until they were stuffed, along with those with weak digestion, went over to take a tablet.
"You think we want to eat until we're stuffed? We just can't help ourselves!"
One customer immediately swallowed a tablet. Within seconds, their stomach began rumbling as it got to work.
"It works that fast?"
Before long, their stomach felt much better.
"Awesome! I can eat two more servings of fried rice noodles."
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