Liu Rong said with regret, "Yes, Boss Xiao Chen's skills are definitely commendable, but people like him who have been setting up street stalls for years often don't think about market supply and demand, which is a bit of a pity."
However, Chen Mo stood there, as steady as a mountain.
Even Niao Dan Sun felt a bit uneasy, "Brother Mo, is this going to work? How about I give it a shot, brag a little, maybe then someone will come."
"No need, good things will be recognized, just watch."
Chen Mo simply took a stool out from under the food cart and sat down.
Time passed, second by second.
In front of the spicy rabbit head stall, no one stopped by.
Hidden in the shadows, Cheng Xiuli resisted the urge to come out and try it, "Could the tea eggs really just be a coincidence?"
If only the tea eggs were worth trading, then this deal would be a complete loss for her.
After all, she had paid some price trying to get Xiaoying's parents to come back from out of town.
