Gourmet: Stop Asking, It’s Really Sold Out!

“Oh my gosh, stop chasing me!”

“I've got nothing left, not even a single scallion!”

At two in the morning, Yi Guan tears down the street on his three-wheeled bike, shouting over his shoulder with a helpless look on his face.

A group of burly men are tailing him.

The closest one is pedaling his bicycle so fast it looks like a blur, yet he still can't catch up with Yi Guan's beat-up tricycle.

“Boss, don't run! One more order of fried skewers!”

“Buddy, stop running! I haven't even gotten the skewers I ordered yet. This is a rip-off! I've been waiting in line forever!”

Yi Guan never dreamed that on his very first day running a street stall, hungry customers would chase him into such a sorry state.

He'd loaded up a whole cart with all kinds of ingredients, and they were gone in an hour.

After waiting in line for ages, the customers could smell the food but couldn't get any, and they weren't happy about it, so they chased after him.

“Ding! Congratulations, Host, on completing your first random street-stall task. Reward: 100,000 yuan.”

Oh my goodness!

Who would've thought this System was actually for real?!