The sports meet of master chef Restaurant was supposed to be held in a more secluded Street. However, since it was chosen by Zheng Jiawei, it appeared to be particularly noisy.
The office of Weishan Street had also sent people to manage it.
"Come, come, come. I'm selling water. Two Yuan for a bottle of mineral water. Two Yuan for a bottle."
"I'm selling strawberries and oranges. Five Yuan per serving. "
"It's a must-have Nut Snack for the sports meet. If you buy it, you'll get a free garbage bag."
A variety of hawkers selling things, each person had a small cart, just in front of the building, and did not block people, making use of the gap to walk around and peddle.
The peddlers were all from the branches of Taoxi road, and there were also shops on Jishan Road. Anyway, they were all quite orderly.
"Do you know what boss Yuan is?" The younger worker from the street community asked.
