Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe Chapter 44: That Place Is Definitely Selling Pirated Goods!

Lin Chen stared at him for a mont, still smiling: "You’re just broke, but I’m in debt to the bank, sir. Small business, no credit allowed."

The man’s expression turned fierce upon seeing Lin Chen’s stubbornness. He clenched his fist and slamd it onto the vehicle, roaring, "I said give beef! Hurry up!!"

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Blocked by the crowd, Lucas was at the back of the line, introducing the Great Xia culinary culture to the diners, unaware of the commotion happening here.

Hearing the loud bang on the truck, he realized sothing was wrong and quickly rushed to the food truck window.

The surrounding crowd backed away several ters, fearing being involved, and so custors even tried persuading Lin Chen.

"Boss, sotis it’s better to avoid trouble. Just make him a portion."

"Safety first, don’t argue with a holess person."

The holess man’s eyes glead with triumph as he glanced at the diners, but when he turned back to speak, a chill ran down his neck.

He looked down.

A sharp rectangular kitchen knife was pressed against his throat, the extrely sharp blade gleaming in the sunlight.

Faced with the cold steel, his skin tingled with pain, as if a light scrape could cut open his throat.

"Gulp..."

The man’s imposing manner vanished instantly, his face turning deathly pale.

"Don’t, don’t use force. We can talk this out, buddy..."

"Get lost."

Lin Chen stared coldly at him without any expression, as if he were looking at a lamb ready for slaughter.

"Alright, I’m leaving, I’m leaving right now!"

The holess man’s departure was a relief to the crowd of diners, and the won at the front of the line looked at Lin Chen with curiosity.

"I’ve heard people from Great Xia know martial arts, is it true?"

"I feel it is. This young boss didn’t panic at all from start to finish; it seed like he was prepared."

"I’ve traveled to a dozen countries and witnessed robberies, where almost everyone gives up resisting. This is the first ti I’ve seen soone stand their ground."

"As expected from the nation known for martial arts, impressive!"

Lin Chen put away the knife, thoroughly washing it with detergent under the faucet, wiping it down repeatedly.

Lucas reached the window, looking at him with so concern: "Hey mate, are you okay? Should we move to a different location? It’s not safe here anymore."

"It’s fine, just a re holess person."

Lin Chen shook his head, smiling as he waved to the diners.

"For those who ordered just now, your noodles are almost ready. Do you have any dietary preferences?"

The group of foreigners seed unfazed by the incident, queuing up again following their previous order.

Across the street, Kimchi Lady, who had been watching the holess man closely, stomped her feet in anger.

"Ah, why am I the only one having bad luck? Picking on an old lady like !"

"Ma’am!"

A young woman’s voice called out from the side, "Is this the place selling those fruit jellies?"

Kimchi Lady imdiately put on a smile: "Yes, that’s right. Limited sales each day, co late and you won’t get any."

"Great, I’m so lucky! I’ll take one."

"Sure~ It’s 12 euros each, how would you like to pay, cash or card?"

"Huh? Why is it more expensive now?"

"Because making these is really tiring, limited supplies are always pricey~"

"Well... alright then."

Needless to say, after two days of selling, the Kimchi food truck had gathered quite a clientele. So shared photos on social dia, attracting even more curious diners, resulting in a long line forming in no ti.

George and Marian’s group parked their car and leisurely strolled over. Seeing many people at the Kimchi food truck holding counterfeit ice jelly and taking pictures, Marian frowned in distaste.

"Is this the place?"

George took a quick glance from afar, instantly recognizing it as the shaless Kimchi food truck his wife had told him about.

They didn’t say anything or try to explain or argue with anyone. They simply walked over to where Lin Chen was, waiting for their lunch.

The four children, usually quite rambunctious, imdiately quieted down at the sight of Lin Chen’s food truck and sat obediently on a flowerbed bench, waiting for their al.

With too many custors in line and regular custors waiting for takeout, Lin Chen realized he couldn’t handle it all by himself.

Since he didn’t have any tasks to complete, he called Lucas up.

"Help make so ice jelly. It’s not complicated, you should have picked it up by now, right?"

"Easy, leave it to !"

Lucas confidently patted his chest, washed his hands, put on gloves, and carried down the ice jelly tub and all the fruit ingredients, setting them on a portable stool. This way, he wouldn’t interrupt Lin Chen’s work, and the custors could clearly see the preparation process.

First, he scooped half a bowl of iced mint brown sugar water, then half a bowl of ice jelly, topping it with various fruits, dried fruits, and nuts as per the custor’s request.

He was considerate enough to notice Marian’s family had been waiting for over ten minutes, so he made a few bowls of ice jelly and brought them over.

"Huh?"

So won taking pictures of their ice jelly looked through their cara screens, noticing the food truck across the street selling the sa thing and curiously asked Kimchi Lady.

"Boss, are they selling the sa thing as you?"

"What?!"

Kimchi Lady was startled and hurriedly looked up.

How co they’re selling again??

"They copied us. I’ve been selling for a long ti, and they just started. They definitely copied !"

"We’ve got ancient recipes over a thousand years old. Not just anyone can imitate them. That Great Xia Food Truck is surely using supermarket jelly powder!"

"Oh, is that so."

Unaware diners nodded, not taking it too seriously. After all, when it cos to food, copying is common, as long as it tastes good, who cares?

At this mont, two girls who bought ice jelly last night hurried over. Kimchi Lady recognized them at a glance and waved with a smile.

"You’re back? Two servings again today?"

These two girls had tall, slender figures, exquisite looks, and an elegant aura, like movie stars, hard to forget.

She rembered last night they ntioned a friend recomnded them, which had made her very pleased.

In response to Kimchi Lady’s greeting, Dreya leaned and nodded politely but said nothing and led her friend past the food truck straight towards Lin Chen.

"???

Kimchi Lady’s expression froze.

What’s going on?

Didn’t they praise my food last night?

"Hey, doesn’t that woman look familiar?"

"Hahaha, you say that about every beautiful woman, cut it out."

"No, no, no, this ti it’s real. I really feel like I’ve seen her sowhere before, she looks very familiar!"

Soone in the queue pondered for a while, suddenly clapping their hands and shouting.

"Dreya! Hey, that’s her! She’s that recently popular lingerie model!"