Pah! Big Fat Tiger, you'll never find a wife!
Qiao'er lifted her chin, full of pride, and completely ignored Big Fat Tiger, "Move, move, we need to set up our stall! Don't be in the way, it's annoying!"
Big Fat Tiger wore a scruffy, bearded face, looking aggrieved, pitiful, helpless... but capable of eating!
He smelled the aroma from the food on the cart, and his stomach growled, "Madam, madam, what's in here? Why does it smell so good?"
Saying this, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Qiao'er couldn't help but want to sass him seeing that look on his face.
Little Princess pulled her aside and said to Big Fat Tiger, "Take these brothers and rest for a while. Once the stall is set up, I'll give each of you a meal."
She was worried that every stall owner brought their own meals early in the morning, making it hard to start her lunchbox business.
Turns out, this walking advertisement just came along?
Honestly, making lunchboxes was too much hassle; her main goal was for tasting.
