Chen Mo and a few others headed to the east end of the village, saying they wanted to challenge the chess endga at the stall there.
This left Shao Hailong and the others at Cultural Square wide-eyed, six of them looking at each other, unsure of why this was happening.
"Boss, what should we do?" Yang Zhou asked.
Shao Hailong smacked his lips and took a few breaths, "Or maybe..." He looked at the steaming mutton on the food truck, feeling a bit conflicted inside.
Acting now would an missing out on the scallion braised mutton made by the little boss, but the opportunity was here; not acting wasn’t their style.
But another problem was right before them.
Making this dish took quite so ti for Chen Mo. The plan was to act at nine, but now it was nearing eleven.
The villagers will head to the market, and by around twelve, they’ll likely return for lunch, missing the opportunity again then.
Ugh... Shao Hailong pondered left and right, unsure what to do, mainly because the at was too tempting.
God knows what they experienced traveling from the Northwest of Shanxi to Yu Province!
Aside from gnawing on bread and drinking Red Bull, it was instant noodles and beer. At this mont, two pounds of mutton are in front of them, scallion braised mutton unavailable elsewhere; it wouldn’t be right not to eat it.
Seeing the boss in a dilemma.
Yang Zhou had an idea, "Boss, why don’t we take the little boss’s money and then eat their at. Although the at is a bit lacking, it’s almost done!"
Shao Hailong’s eyes lit up.
That’s reasonable!
That way, they could eat the at and take the money. Plus, Shao Hailong said, "Then we’ll leave Dakang Stronghold for Jin Family Manor! Most of those cops probably think we won’t target villages hosting markets recently. We’ll go against that, what a great idea!"
Shao Hailong felt he was on the third level while the police were only on the second.
Completely forgetting, just a few hours ago, he thought he was on the second level, and the police were on the first.
"Makes sense, I agree!"
"I think it’s feasible too, it’s a plan."
"Besides, we’ve had quite a bit of success in Yu Province lately. Even if Jin Family Manor doesn’t work out, it’s no big deal; we’ll keep moving south!"
Shao Hailong nodded vigorously when he heard his partners agree, glancing sideways at Dunzi in the Cadillac.
Seeing Shao Hailong’s unfriendly gaze, Dunzi thought to himself, I’m done playing with you guys. Boss Chen has left, and there’s no point for to stay here.
He started the car, following Chen Mo’s trail.
Noticing Dunzi had left, Shao Hailong grinned, thinking it was a godsend opportunity!
"You guys stay put. I’ll get in the car to check it out!" Shao Hailong pretended to get in the car, only to see a little cat holding a lamb bone at the door.
"ow! Hiss!!!" Xiao Juzi bared its teeth at Shao Hailong!
Shao Hailong smiled contemptuously, picked up Xiao Juzi, and tossed it aside, "This little guy trying to guard the door?"
Xiao Juzi imdiately rushed back, standing nearby, baring its teeth again, its fur all bristled!
But this couldn’t affect Shao Hailong.
Once in the car, Shao Hailong squatted down, opened the cabinet directly, and reached in...
...
"What the hell, didn’t you say there was a chess endga stall?"
Chen Mo looked at the empty east end of the village and asked Liu Yang confusedly, "Are you lying?"
Liu Yang awkwardly rubbed his hands, "Sorry, brother, here’s the thing..."
He quickly explained and, without much ti to say more to Chen Mo, took out his phone to make a call.
"Seal the village exits, request reinforcents at Cultural Square!"
It was the first ti Chen Mo saw the police handling a case. After Liu Yang’s explanation, he felt flustered inside.
Will the secret of my food truck be discovered?
Imdiately, Chen Mo was about to rush with Liu Yang to Cultural Square.
"No, you stay here. They are a group of desperados; anything could happen." Liu Yang stopped Chen Mo.
At this mont!
[Detected unauthorized activity in the food truck, engage restraining asures?]
The system panel suddenly flashed a red alert in Chen Mo’s mind. He glanced at Liu Yang running back and slightly turned to avoid the others’ view.
"What unauthorized activity? What restraining asures?"
The system now communicates with Chen Mo almost not through text but more like a mutual understanding.
[Soone is attempting to tamper with your unfinished dish, which is a provocation to a future culinary god!]
[Restraining asures will impose so minor retribution on the unauthorized individual!]
Given it’s a minor retribution, Chen Mo didn’t hesitate, "Apply the damn restraint!"
anwhile, Chen Mo still wanted to go back to take a look, but Wang Zhifeng stayed at the village’s east end to watch them, not letting them leave.
At this point, Cultural Square.
"Hey, second, second, check what’s going on. It feels like I’ve been electrocuted; my legs are numb and won’t move!"
Shao Hailong collapsed inside the food truck, wanted to stand but had no strength in his legs, completely losing mobility!
What’s happening!
Shao Hailong was a bit anxious.
Just monts ago, he opened the cabinet to grab the money. As expected, there was a lot, aside from the thousand paid earlier by those people, lots of loose change too.
Nothing else was the problem.
Then he stood up, intending to lift the pot and reveal the mutton, so they could sample it. But before he could touch the pot, he felt a numbness in his feet, and this happened.
Seeing Shao Hailong wasn’t joking, Yang Zhou looked serious, "Don’t panic, let see what’s going on."
He cautiously put on rubber gloves, typically used to avoid leaving fingerprints, and now also to prevent electrocution.
Then he entered the food truck.
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