"I'm off, Uncle. Let me know next time you want to eat."
Jie waves goodbye to an elderly man and hops on his little electric scooter, heading towards his own shop.
With Shen Teng and Wang Fan looking after his store, he wasn't worried at all; their friendship over the years couldn't be measured by the few thousand yuan in the shop.
He hadn't expected that just as he reached the entrance, he'd hear Shen Teng mysteriously say to him, "Jie, try what we've just made."
"Already?"
Jie was a bit surprised at their speed, but then thought they might have used ready-made ingredients, just added a bit of extra salt.
"Let me see what's different from mine."
While he said this, he wasn't really convinced internally.
If just adding a bit of salt could enhance a snack's flavor greatly, wouldn't everyone be a culinary god?
"Crunch..."
The crispy texture of the fried Five-Spice was flawless. To be fair, Wang Fan's deep-frying skills likely weren't inferior to his own.
"Hmm?"
