Gourmet: My Diners Form an Intelligence Group to Track Me Down

This is a magical roadside food stall.

Egg fried rice, dry-fried beef chow fun, stinky tofu, savory tofu pudding... Every seemingly ordinary street snack becomes an unforgettable delicacy in the stall owner's hands. After one bite, people want a second, a third, and an Nth.

But the stall owner has one “bad habit”: every time he sets up shop for a day, he moves to a new location the next day.

The customers say, “It doesn't matter if we don't make any money today. Missing out on Boss Jiang's cooking is absolutely not an option. Guys, let's make an intel group and share information! Let's go after him!”

And so...

Customer A: “Boss Chen is on Jianshe Road. Hurry over!”

Customer B: “Hundreds of people lining up in a torrential downpour? You're all ridiculous. Even the entrance exams for Tsinghua and Peking University aren't this competitive!”

Customer C: “Holy crap, why has Boss Chen set up shop in the neighboring city today? No big deal, it's only a hundred kilometers! I'll catch a high-speed train right now!”

…

Years later, Chen Yao is running a stall at an Antarctic research station. Looking at the hundreds of customers before him, he quietly says, “You people are something else!”