6:40 AM.
The rain outside had lessened a lot, but it was still drizzling down.
The customers at the shop entrance had already formed a long line, eager with anticipation.
"Boss Huang, please open up soon, this ghostly weather is so cold!"
"Yes! The wind's blowing and it's raining, it's freezing cold!"
"With this weather, you should eat more, right? I'll have a bowl of sesame dumplings, one serving of sesame dumplings, 10 beef-stuffed pan-fried buns, 10 shrimp and pork-stuffed pan-fried buns, and a bowl of century egg and lean pork congee, to comfort this body of mine that's been beaten down by the cold wind and winter rain."
Just at this moment.
The roar of an engine suddenly echoed at the corner of West City Old Street.
Those going to work, those lining up, and the store owners opening early on both sides, hearing this sound, could already guess with their toes.
The rich folks driving luxury cars, they must be here for Boss Huang's breakfast!
So!
