With things as they were, the ultimate winner would undoubtedly be none other than her, Zhang Wanwan!
Today was the ultimate showdown between the pickled fish and Japanese ramen stalls. As mealtime approached, the number of diners gradually increased, but the pickled fish window remained completely empty.
Liu Xiuxiu looked at the deserted pickled fish stall diagonally across from them and said smugly, "Boss Zhang, just as expected, no one showed up for them today. We've definitely won!"
A victorious smile touched the corners of Zhang Wanwan's lips.
Several diners who hadn't managed to buy pickled fish yesterday kept glancing toward the stall today.
"Why isn't the pickled fish stall open yet?"
"Don't tell me they're not selling today either?"
"I've been waiting for two days."
