Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 415: Maximizing Emotional Value for Elders
"I have no ulterior motives, you know how we need promotion for development here, but I won’t force him. Just ask him if he’s available, it’s only for tomorrow."
Uncle covered the phone and asked Wang Fan, "Your Uncle Liu wants to know if you’re interested in joining tomorrow’s Sweet and Sour Pork competition, to compete for which province has the most authentic dish. Are you interested?"
Wang Fan thought for a moment and asked, "I have to leave in a couple of days, will I have enough time?"
Uncle nodded, "It’s just for tomorrow, that’s all."
Wang Fan looked at Zhuo Qianqian, who nodded vigorously, looking very interested.
"Alright, but I haven’t made much Sweet and Sour Pork, hopefully, I don’t embarrass our family."
Zhuo Qianqian immediately retorted, "Boss’s Sweet and Sour Pork is also exceptional, definitely capable of sweeping the competition."
Uncle chuckled, "Qianqian is right, you’re sure to win first place."
Wang Fan felt a bit helpless, as these two seemed more confident than himself.
Zhuo Qianqian had tasted Wang Fan’s Sweet and Sour Pork, so her words were heartfelt.
Uncle purely believed in his nephew without question.
"Then give us the address, and we’ll go over tomorrow."
With Uncle’s affirmative response, Director Liu was naturally overjoyed, "Great, I’ll send it to you in a bit, it’s not far from you. If possible, let Xiao Fan prepare well, hahaha."
Uncle snorted, "Absolutely unnecessary, first place is a must."
With great ability comes endless tasks waiting for you.
And a true mark of strength is having the power to say no.
Wang Fan naturally had this ability.
Whether it’s the Olympics or tomorrow’s Sweet and Sour Pork competition, he participates willingly. If he doesn’t want to go, no one can force him.
Having settled everything here, Uncle simply wrote a sign at the store entrance, "Closed today, going to Sweet and Sour Pork competition tomorrow, 30% off for customers the day after tomorrow."
After opening the braised meat shop, Uncle didn’t have much time to play. At most, he would stroll and exercise in the park in the mornings, but even so, when Uncle arrived at the shooting gallery, the owner’s expression still turned sour.
With a forced smile, he said, "Old brother, just tell me which one you like, I’ll just give it to you, let’s skip the shooting, shall we?"
Zhuo Qianqian looked at the owner in surprise, not understanding this situation.
Wang Fan leaned close to her ear and recounted how Uncle had taught the owner a lesson for altering the trajectory.
Zhuo Qianqian admired, "Wow, Uncle is so awesome?"
Wang Fan nodded, "A proper old scout, playing these shooting games and real-life CS, with Uncle leading, he can definitely dominate."
"Real-life CS? I want to go, I want to go!"
Zhuo Qianqian was full of excitement, "I played before and got badly beaten."
Wang Fan smiled, "Sure, they have it here, I’ll take you in a bit."
He wasn’t great at this game, basically a beginner, but with a pro around, he wasn’t afraid. He’ll just find a place to take potshots and wait for Uncle to lead them to victory.
Uncle picked up a gun from the booth, pulled the bolt, and fired, bursting a balloon on the wall.
Uncle nodded in satisfaction, "At least you’re clever, no tricks this time, otherwise I’d clear your booth today."
Then he asked Zhuo Qianqian, "Girl, is there anything you fancy?"
Zhuo Qianqian pointed to a fist-sized panda keychain, "I want that one."
Uncle looked at the rules, needing 27 out of 30 shots to win it, and quickly achieved it with rapid fire as balloons burst one by one.
"Wow, Uncle’s shooting is amazing!"
Hearing Zhuo Qianqian’s praise, Uncle’s vanity was greatly satisfied.
The rascal doesn’t know how to praise even when I’m showing off, the joy of showing off is halved. But the niece is great, if the rascal dares to bully her, I’ll beat him good!
The owner felt relieved; although Uncle’s shooting was still sharp, the pretty girl chose a third-tier prize, so the loss wouldn’t be much.
Uncle handed over 100 yuan for the panda, "Seeing as you’re honest, consider it bought."
He handed the panda to Zhuo Qianqian, then led the two with a proud stride inside.
"Uncle, Qianqian wants you to take us to play real-life CS."
Upon hearing this, Uncle perked up instantly.
See, see, great minds think alike!
With just a few strengths, the niece gives him a chance to show off, truly what a good junior should do!
This rascal doesn’t compare!
Wang Fan looked at Uncle, not understanding why he seemed upset, completely unaware of what he did wrong.
Uncle ignored his clueless nephew and warmly said to Zhuo Qianqian, "Let’s go, just around the corner, with Uncle here you’ll surely win!"
Zhuo Qianqian excitedly said, "That’s great, I’m not very good, I’ll just watch Uncle dominate."
"Just you wait and see."
In real-life CS, if there aren’t enough people for a private game, teams are randomly formed, usually with ten players per game.
There were four or five people waiting in front, and with Wang Fan joining, it was just right.
Uncle arrogantly declared, "The three of us on one team, the rest of you on another."
The staff didn’t expect the old man to be so arrogant and advised hesitantly, "Grandpa, let’s do five-on-five, these bullets can sting a bit when they hit."
Uncle shook his head, "No need, just let them dress thickly, don’t want to hurt them."
The young men, in their twenties, felt annoyed by Uncle’s cocky words, "Grandpa, you’d better be careful yourself? We’re regulars, don’t end up crying."
Uncle laughed, "That’s perfect, it’s more fun if you’re tougher."
After dividing the teams, they began to equip themselves. Once the camouflage combat suit was on, Uncle’s military aura was undeniable.
Taken aback by Uncle’s presence, the young guys knew he must be skilled, becoming cautious.
But in the face of absolute strength, their change in attitude was futile.
Uncle quickly identified their hiding spots, and what followed was his personal showcase.
With rapid and single shots from rifles, shotguns, handguns, he expertly wielded all weapons, turning the young men into props for his performance. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
One of them was even snuck up on by Uncle without noticing.
In less than ten minutes, Uncle had eliminated them all.
Zhuo Qianqian, acting as a cheerleader and fan, filled Uncle with pride, making him more satisfied with the niece-in-law.
The young men were in awe, their eyes sparkling, wanting to learn from Uncle. Uncle added them on WeChat, saying they could play together when available.
Seeing this, Wang Fan was finally relieved, knowing Uncle was living well at home.
