"Boss Xiao Chen, don't leave, I haven't had the shrimp yet!"
Cries of lament rose from the crowd.
"Nonsense, I clearly saw you eat fifty skewers just now!"
"Who says if you've eaten you can't eat more! I was born to eat, is that not allowed?"
Listening to the customers' noisy chatter, Chen Mo chuckled silently, taking back his second-hand loudspeaker from Xue Ping's hand, "Everyone, it's getting late. Six o'clock tomorrow evening, same place, see you there!"
"Boss Xiao Chen, will there be new dishes tomorrow?"
Chen Mo hesitated for a few seconds, "I'll think about it, okay! Creating new dishes isn't something you can just do on a whim, it takes time. Everyone, go home early, get some rest~ see you tomorrow."
Under the reluctant gazes of everyone, the yellow food truck turned on its big lights and slowly left the North Gate, merging into the night.
