Gourmet: Midnight Vending

Chapter 457 - 387: Seeking Love · Part 3

Chen Mo’s actions were interrupted by a voice; perhaps he was too shocked by what he had just seen to notice the person standing in front of the stall.

"Yes, it’s two yuan."

"Then give me one~"

Chen Mo numbly nodded. The one speaking was an old lady holding the hand of a little girl who looked about three or four years old.

"Young man, I’ve never seen you before; you’re not from our village, are you?"

"Hmm, I came from out of town and passed through here, so I thought I’d set up a stall here to see." After speaking, Chen Mo seemed eager to prove something, quickly adding, "But I’ll be leaving soon!"

The old lady seemed to have figured something out, still smiling, "Have you never seen that before?"

She pointed to the school gate, "You haven’t seen it before, have you?"

"I haven’t seen it."

"Then you certainly haven’t tried our urine eggs here, have you?"

"I haven’t tried them."

The old lady pursed her lips and nodded, "Then you must try them; they’re delicious! And they’re all made with virgin boy urine, which is the healthiest thing."

Chen Mo: ???

Unwilling to continue chatting, since starting to research and sell street food, Chen Mo has always adhered to the belief that taste is a very personal thing; some people may find the same thing delicious while others do not. Only an unwise person would insist on arguing and negating others’ opinions.

Just like now, the locals clearly have a high acceptance of urine eggs, but Chen Mo could not accept this.

"Here, your potato pancake."

The potato pancake was cut into small pieces and fried until both sides are golden brown, then brushed with a layer of Chen Mo’s special sauce.

It’s made by mixing oyster sauce, soybean paste, and ketchup, then adding water, heating oil in a pan, and simmering until thick and bubbling.

After applying the sauce, sprinkle a little sesame salt, and pack it into a small bag.

The old lady took the potato pancake and handed it to the little girl beside her, "Let’s go; you need to eat less, or you won’t eat at home."

The little girl obediently replied, holding the potato pancake with both hands, blowing on it several times, and took a big bite.

The fried potato pancake had a crispy and fragrant outer layer, while the inner potato strands were tightly packed together by high temperature, giving it a dense texture.

The special sauce brought a salty, sweet, and slightly spicy flavor, mingling with the potato’s own aroma and starch flavor, forming a rich fragrance with the grainy taste and aroma of sesame salt.

The little girl took only one bite, and her expression showed clear delight.

"Chomp chomp!"

But her mouth was indeed too small; after several big bites, only half of the potato pancake was eaten. The old lady walked a few steps, then turned her head, "Oh Xiaoying, why aren’t you leaving? Hurry home."

Saying this, she tried to snatch the snack from the girl’s hand, "Every time you eat, you forget to walk. Granny will hold it for you; we’ll eat when we get home."

Xiaoying dodged her granny’s grasp and ran back to stand by the yellow food truck, "Granny, more."

"This girl, you haven’t finished what’s in your hand; why ask for more?"

"It’s delicious; more!"

This was a flavor that Xiaoying’s young taste buds had never tasted before, and her teeth had never enjoyed this peculiar texture.

Potatoes are naturally suitable for making various dishes; whether stewed, fried, or boiled, they will show different flavors. At this moment, Chen Mo, by frying and a unique method, gave potatoes a new soul.

For a four-year-old’s taste buds, this texture and flavor were no less than a dimension-reducing blow!

However, upon hearing this, the old lady who had been so kind suddenly changed her expression, "Eat, eat, eat, that’s all you know! Where is all the money to buy you potato pancakes? Boys can even sell their urine for money; what’s the use of you, a money-losing product? Hurry home!"

Chen Mo stood in the car with a frown.

Such a cute and sweet little girl, why was she suddenly scolded? Seeing the old lady walking over with displeasure, she looked like she was going to hit someone.

Chen Mo jumped down to block Xiaoying, "Ma’am, you shouldn’t hit such a small child!"

The old lady’s face clearly showed a "mind your own business" expression. Ignoring Chen Mo, she reached past him and yanked Xiaoying out, "You’re upset because I called you a money-losing girl? Let’s go, home."

Xiaoying looked at Chen Mo with grievance; she didn’t shed a tear but crushed the bagged potato pancake into a ball and stuffed it into her jacket pocket.

It seemed like she didn’t dare to eat in front of her grandmother, walking slowly, stumbling along as the old lady dragged her home.

Watching the back of the old and young pair, Chen Mo sighed heavily.

Male preference over females appears everywhere, especially with such elderly thoughts.

"Brother Mo! Brother Mo."

"What?" Chen Mo asked irritably for no apparent reason.

"Hey, I only collected three bowls of boy urine today; it’s not enough to make urine eggs! But I can boil one or two to taste. Let’s go back home, and I’ll cook some for you; you must help persuade my brother!"

Having witnessed what just happened, Chen Mo was already a little agitated. Hearing Sun Jianhong insist he try the urine eggs, he angrily kicked his calf, "If you want to eat it, eat it yourself! Is this something people can eat?"

"Of course, it is!" Sun Jianhong was not offended, lifting the drink bucket to show Chen Mo, "Look, today’s quality is excellent. It’s clear they drank a lot of water. Come home with me, Brother Mo."

Chen Mo gave a wry smile, "I can’t. I’ve only sold one potato pancake; I can’t go back."

"Then when will you go back?"

"At least until I sell out."

The kindergarten doesn’t have many students, and Chen Mo noticed earlier that since girls didn’t have the "value of boy urine," they were taken home by their elders.

The remaining little boys were surrounded by urine vendors, with small coins in their hands, looking around with pride.

Under such circumstances, the potato pancakes definitely wouldn’t sell out; it’s a perfect excuse not to leave yet, and he could slip off when finding a chance.

Sun Jianhong didn’t seem to understand Chen Mo’s intention, "Brother Mo, I’ll sell with you, I’ll wait for you."

Chen Mo was really speechless, thinking he might as well say it clearly.

While wrestling with his thoughts, a grandfather and grandson approached.

"Boss, give me a potato pancake!"

The one speaking was the grandson, about Xiaoying’s age, but this child was clearly much more confident than Xiaoying, reaching out and holding two yuan toward Chen Mo.

Sun Jianhong rubbed his head, "Hey, little chubby boy, isn’t that the two yuan I just gave you?"

The chubby boy proudly looked at Sun Jianhong, "Yes, it’s money I earned myself, I’m buying something delicious!"

Chen Mo was truly disgusted by this situation before him.

Because of eating urine eggs, these kids received favoritism since childhood. Can a little girl be called a money-losing girl by her grandmother so casually?

Is there no justice in this world?

[Emotion fluctuations detected. Activating mission.]

[Seeking Love · Three]

[Xiaoying was born in a family with a strong preference for boys. Her grandparents believe boys can earn money for the family and support them in old age, so Xiaoying’s status is endangered.]

[Please reverse this situation through culinary means. Even if you can’t change this mentality broadly, at least... improve Xiaoying’s standing.]

It’s been a while since a mission appeared.

Looking at the golden shimmering words in his mind, Chen Mo would hesitate with previous missions on whether to complete them, but today’s mission was accepted without any second thought after skimming it lightly.

He even immediately came up with an idea.

"Xiaoying being disliked by her grandmother actually has little to do with urine eggs, but it is somewhat related."

"Since that’s the case, of course, you should fight fire with fire."

Chen Mo turned to look at Sun Jianhong, who was squatting on the ground playing bullfight and asking Xiao Pang if he could pee again.

"Jianhong, you said setting up a stall requires three thousand yuan, right?"

Sun Jianhong nodded, standing up to say, "Yes, isn’t that much? Still, my brother refused to lend me!"

Chen Mo said, "How about this: I’ll give you the money, but you’ll have to make a bet with me. How about it?"

Sun Jianhong was initially joyful but then hesitant.

"What bet?"

He looked at Chen Mo’s face, feeling Brother Mo’s smile was somewhat mischievous!