This old place is actually a large food stall. However, this food stall is somewhat unique as it brings together stir-fries, barbecues, hot pots, and spicy hot pots.
Although it's still early, there are already quite a few seats taken, showing that the business here is pretty good. What caught Tangyu's attention, though, was that most of the customers were surprisingly junior and senior high school students. They were either eating barbecue or enjoying spicy hot pots along with some other snacks.
Looking around, Tangyu realized that there was a school about two to three hundred meters away from this large food stall.
"Hehe, you guys are here, how many people in total?" A middle-aged woman, cheerful like a kindly aunt, came over to greet them. Wang Dazhuang and his group were clearly regulars here.
Wang Dazhuang said, "Eleven of us, could you help us push together some tables? Two of these tables should be just about enough."
