He could only arrange it himself, sell more or less, depending on fate.
After all, it's not like he was forcing anyone to set up a stall.
Lunard waited only a few minutes before it was his turn to step forward. He waved and laughed directly: "Hey! Long time no see, Lin!"
"?!"
Lin Chen didn't have time to ask what he wanted to buy when he heard the familiar voice and suddenly looked up.
"Why are you here, old man? Aren't you keeping your stall? I remember you worked all year round without breaks."
"No way!"
Lunard chuckled: "The food truck is now being taken care of by Neo. That kid has been working for me for almost a year; it's time to train him on independently running the stall."
"Besides, who can work all year round without breaks? I'm getting old, even with white hair, I need to rest when needed."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the boxes piled on top of the stall.
"What's on sale today, seafood?"
