Oh no~
They’re here, they’re here, and they’ve brought their queueing gadgets.
The custors who stayed in their cars at noon, hoping to eat at the Delicious Restaurant but unsuccessful, happen to look up and see many elderly folks from nearby coming in twos and threes, laughing and chatting, each carrying their queueing gadgets...
Even just thinking with their toes, it’s obvious why these neighbors have co.
It’s the food from the Delicious Restaurant!
If that’s the case...
What are we waiting for?
Of all the thirty-six stratagems, queuing up is the best!
"Creak creak~ Bang! Creak creak~ Bang! Creak creak~ Bang!"
In an instant, the constant sounds of car doors opening and closing resonated endlessly in the sky above West City Old Street.
Imdiately, figures sprinted towards the entrance of the Delicious Restaurant as if they were running a 100-ter dash.
According to them, they had never been this brave during school track and field competitions!
Seeing figures whizz past them like lightning, the elderly folks were left bewildered.
What’s happening?
Is sothing wrong?
When they saw those custors lining up at the restaurant’s entrance, the elderly folks imdiately understood, feeling both mixed emotions.
Wow~
These people are actually here to compete for queue positions...
Although slightly displeased, after all, these people queued with their skills, there’s nothing to say.
Value harmony and avoid causing Huang Tao any unnecessary trouble.
Besides, even if they’re behind them, it doesn’t affect their ability to buy a al.
Li smiled awkwardly yet politely: "Yo, you guys ca to line up so early? The restaurant doesn’t open until five in the afternoon."
"We know."
A young man in his thirties, standing in front of Li, said, "We specifically ca early to line up."
He couldn’t eat either of the two new dishes from Delicious Restaurant at noon, nor did he get a bowl of braised pork rice, so he absolutely had to have it tonight!
The few people in front of him nodded in agreent, their eyes gleaming with determination.
In the end, soone couldn’t help but mutter softly, "Let’s beat them!"
Li and the others with hearing that’s not too shabby: "...."
Is this blatant provocation?!
Never mind, never mind, everyone’s a custor of the Delicious Restaurant, no need to start a conflict over this.
Let’s not stoop to their level!
After all, they are well-mannered elders!
Li and his old neighbors set up umbrellas and ga tables near Huang Tao’s restaurant door as usual.
Laughing, one of the old n asked, "Young fellows, the wind is a bit strong over there, and the sun’s a bit harsh. Why don’t you co over here under our umbrellas?"
They all turned down the offer, saying, "No worries, we’re just getting so sun for calcium."
As if.
If they leave their spot, what if soone takes their place at the front of the line?
Not suspecting anything, Li continued to warmly invite, "Then how about playing a few rounds together?"
They promptly declined again, "No, no, it’s fine, you guys enjoy."
Um~
Got it!
They’re afraid of losing their queue spot if they step away!
They understood those feelings, indeed.
After all, this position in the queue is crucial to getting those two new dishes, Nine-Turned Large Intestine and Wensi Tofu, for dinner from Delicious Restaurant...
With that in mind!
The elderly folks gave up on persuading them and began their card and chess gas.
Just then, Old Qin, dressed in a traditional Tang suit, arrived with his good friend Lao Liu.
Despite Old Qin’s leisurely manner, lightly fanning himself as if he hadn’t a care in the world, you’d notice he was moving quite swiftly!
Lao Liu was no different.
Ever since eating Huang Tao’s cooking, these two elders have been visibly spirited, their entire deanor changed; even their steps felt vigorous.
"Hey there, Old Qin, Lao Liu. You two finally showed up. I’ve set up the ga table, just waiting for you to co play chess," said Li, casting a covert glance at Lao Liu.
Their eyes t!
Both imdiately caught the mutual intent of teaching Old Qin a lesson for his solitary indulgence.
Lao Liu chuckled, "Old Qin, why don’t you start a ga?"
"Alright, then I’ll play a round first," said Old Qin, unsuspecting, as he leisurely sat down after a light fan shake.
Li began explaining the ga rules with a smile, "Old Qin, we all agreed earlier that today’s penalty won’t be just paper notes, we’re sticking to the old rule... Finger flick to the forehead."
The other custors in line: "(○o○)"
Is chess even popular with penalties these days?
The elders sure know how to have fun, with so many penalty options.
And the fear of being finger-flicked on the forehead still lingered for Old Qin: "...."
He seriously suspected that Li and others were using jealousy as an excuse to take revenge, but he had no evidence to prove it.
If ti could rewind and he had a chance to choose again...
He would still choose to enter and taste the new dishes without hesitation.
He had no regrets!
It’s just that!
These forehead flicks are seriously taxing on the mind!
Thinking back on those days of getting flicked made Old Qin’s head buzz involuntarily.
Seeing Old Qin silent, Li smiled even more as he asked, "Old Qin, you’re not scared, are you?"
Scared?
The word "scared" isn’t even in Old Qin’s life dictionary.
If needed, he’ll unleash his full strength to flick others back.
After all, if you’re trying to ss with , I’ll make sure you’re not having an easy ti either.
Old Qin straightened up, filled with bravado, "It’s just being flicked on the forehead if I lose, bring it on, let’s hurt each other, who’s afraid of whom!"
Other custors in line: "(○o○)"
Gosh~
The world is so beautiful, yet this elder is so aggressive, what’s the reason?
Li and others: "...."
Alright then!
Look at how confident you are!
Li replied with equal vigor, "Then let’s start, who’s afraid of whom!"
And so...
Li and Old Qin began playing.
Don’t say.
These forehead flicks are quite fun, though they do take a toll on the elders!
After several rounds, the elders were all defeated, suffering injuries, their heads buzzing from the flicks.
Couldn’t take it!
Especially Old Qin, who was the most severely injured, with two lumps on his head, looking like little horns.
No way out!
Why did he have to be outnumbered!
Why did he have to be the thorn in the side of the other elders?
Feeling helpless, he quietly drew circles in his heart, cursing these scheming chess friends.
Other custors in line couldn’t help but sympathize with their head pain upon seeing this scene.
As ti passed, the vibrant red sunset shone on the western hills, blue skies scattered with large white clouds, painted crimson by the sunset.
At 4:30 PM.
Old Qin quickly said, "Alright, it’s getting late, let’s pack up the ga tables and get in line."
These words imdiately received enthusiastic responses from the other chess players.
Everyone agreed, then packed up their card and chess tables, placing them next to Jiang Guowei’s convenience store, and focused on lining up.
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