You Look Down on Me, Yet You’re the One Begging Me to Sell You Food

After losing his job, Xu Qiu starts selling food from a stall. He also has to randomly change locations every week to earn points and enter a lottery. Xu Qiu doesn’t mind, but his customers are the ones who suffer. Boss Xu, please stop moving around and hurry up and cook! Boss Xu, stop talking and just take our money. All you have to do is cook! Boss Xu, if I go a day without eating your delicious food, I don’t even want to go to work. The young couple next door have already been won over by Xu Qiu’s cooking. Now they’re frantically banging on his door for food. Old Mr. Li from next door shows up with his sobbing granddaughter. “Xiao Xu, I’m not trying to pull rank on you just because I’m old. Please sell me a little food. My granddaughter says she only wants to eat your cooking.” His wicked boss, Chen the Fatty, is sobbing his eyes out. “Master Xu, I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have made you work overtime and framed you. Please just sell me a bowl of fried noodles.” The famished customers are all going crazy. Xu Qiu, if I can’t eat your cooking, I won’t let you close your stall!