The number of distress points that could be provided by thousands of people was enormous. Previously, Lu Shu felt that this system was unreliable, only to realize that the stinky tofu was godsent…
Stinky tofu was rather mysterious. Some people avoid it at all costs, while some people love eating it to the extent that they'll get excited just by smelling it.
So not everyone would be distressed by stinky tofu, so Lu Shu still had some business.
One middle-aged man's eyes lit up upon walking past and smelling the stinky tofu. He turned around and looked at Lu Shu, "How much does one cost?"
"5 dollars," Lu Shu knew that business was here.
"Let me try one," the middle-aged man passed 5 dollars to Lu Shu. Lu Shu felt a tinge of joy thinking about the possible future income from this.
The middle-aged man put a piece of black, stinky tofu into his mouth and licked his lips, "Delicious, what an authentic taste!"
