Food: Don't Chase It, It's Really Sold Out!

"Oh my God, stop chasing me!" "It's really out of stock, not even an onion left!" At two o'clock in the morning, Yi Guan was riding a tricycle on the street and shouted to the back with a look of helplessness. At this moment, a group of strong men followed behind him. The person closest to him was pedaling his bicycle so hard that it almost became a ghost. He couldn't catch up with Yiguan's old three-wheeler. "Boss, don't run away, let's have another fried skewers!" "Brother, don't run away. I haven't eaten the fried skewers I ordered yet. Isn't this a scam? I've been waiting in line for a long time!" Yi Guan never dreamed that he would be so embarrassed by foodies on his first day of setting up a stall. He prepared a cart of various ingredients, which was sold out within an hour. As a result, the diners waited in line for a long time, smelled that they couldn't eat, and became unhappy, so they ran after him. "Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the first random stall setting task. The reward is 100,000 yuan." Ouch! I didn't expect this system to actually work! !