Queuing for Meat

After returning from taking Lu Zhiyuan to the hospital, Xiang Chen had missed the morning market. Fortunately, because she had paid a deposit in advance, the vendor had held the meat for her.

After cleaning and prepping the meat, she set it on the stove to cook. Once that was done, Xiang Chen rushed to the university.

Xiang Chen usually had two afternoon classes. The original owner of this body had been forced into expulsion precisely because she worked too many part-time jobs and missed too many classes. Xiang Chen did not want to repeat that mistake.

In class, quite a few classmates knew that Xiang Chen sold braised meat at the night market and that her income wasn't bad. Although many weren't close to her, they still showed concern for her difficult living situation.

After classes ended in the evening, Xiang Chen hurriedly loaded the pot of cooked meat onto her tricycle and raced to the night market.

She set up her stall in her designated spot every day. As soon as people saw Xiang Chen pulling up with her tricycle, their faces lit up with joy.

"Boss, you're finally here! I've been standing here for over two hours just for a bite of your braised meat. When you didn't show up, I thought you weren't selling today."

"It's only natural. You have to come early every day, otherwise you won't even get a scrap of green vegetables."

"My wife is pregnant and insists on eating your cooking every day. If I fail to buy some, I have to hear her nagging all night. Boss, sell me a little extra today!"

"Since your business is so good, why can't you make more? If you make more, you'll earn more. That way more people can buy it and you'll make more money; it's a win-win."

As everyone grumbled and chatted, Xiang Chen nimbly set up her stall while saying, "I'm the only one doing this; this is already my limit. If I make any more, won't I work myself to death?"

When the lid of the iron pot was lifted, a rich, savory aroma wafted in all directions. Those in line couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This is the smell! If the boss didn't limit the quantity, I'd be tempted to take the whole pot home!"

"Who wouldn't think the same!"

Hearing this, those further back in the line hurriedly shouted to Xiang Chen, "Boss, don't listen to them! If you don't set a limit, then except for the first person in line, the rest of us won't get anything at all!"