"Boss Lu, you're way too conscientious!"
"The key is that the lamb soup is insanely delicious! It's worth far more than this price!"
Bowl after bowl of lamb soup was sold, and after drinking it, the customers praised it endlessly.
Most customers fell silent after a single sip.
The regulars had already taken little folding stools from the food cart themselves and sat beside it, slurping lamb soup and chewing Lao Mo flatbread with great relish. Passersby only needed one glance before they could not help joining the line.
Veteran actor Zhai Lin finally reached the front. He ordered a large bowl of lamb soup, an extra serving of lamb and Lao Mo flatbread, as well as a lamb trotter.
The skin and tendons on the lamb trotter were soft and glutinous, tender enough to fall apart without crumbling. Its flavor was rich and savory, and its aroma irresistible.
Zhai Lin copied the regulars, sitting down on a little folding stool and starting to eat.
The disposable plastic bowl holding the lamb soup was scorching hot, so he placed a thick layer of tissues beneath it and held it in his hand as he ate.
No amount of heat could dampen his enthusiasm for drinking soup and eating meat.
Some customers nearby found Zhai Lin familiar and realized he was an actor from some television drama.
Hey! They had seen the real person today!
They were a little excited.
Even a TV star had come to drink Boss Lu's lamb soup!
As Boss Lu's longtime customers, they felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
But at that moment, no one asked for an autograph or a photo. For now, drinking lamb soup was the top priority.
Zhai Lin sat with the other customers and enjoyed the atmosphere. With more people around,