Not until the last skewered sausage was sold did the snack stand still have quite a crowd gathered around, drawn by its reputation.
Ma Lu could only add them all to the fan group, saying he would notify them when the stall opened tomorrow. He now had four WeChat groups with nearly 1900 fans.
In the beginning, it was mainly Aerospace University students, but now outsiders like Hou Yihan were increasingly common.
These were all precious sources of customers, useful for when his new store opened in the future.
After packing up the snack stall, Ma Lu turned to see Old Wang with his head tilted back, gazing at something.
He followed Old Wang's gaze and saw a flock of pigeons perched on the power lines.
"What's up?"
"Those pigeons have been there for several days now."
"Hmm... that's how pigeons are, they like to stick to a place."
As he spoke, Ma Lu squinted and observed closely but couldn't spot any difference between them and ordinary pigeons, so he asked Old Wang.
