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ready, except for a few small restaurants which looked dirty and displeasing.
As he continued down the street, he found a trolley stall at an intersection of the streets.

Yang Chen used to eat these kinds of spicy and deep fried foods often.
Although they weren’t the most hygienic, they were really affordable and diverse.
He really liked them.

At this moment, there weren’t many customers in front of the trolley stall.
There were three plastic stools and a box of strong liquor of an unknown brand.
During a cold day like this, eating snacks and drinking liquor seemed like a good choice.

“Sir, what do you want to order?” The voice of the stall owner was crisp.
It was a young girl.

Yang Chen pulled a stool over and didn’t pay much attention to her.
When he raised his head, he almost burst into laughter.

“Why is it you, Little Girl?”

The girl in front of his eyes was the one who pickpocketed him in the bus during the day.
It was unexpected that she would set up a stall to sell snacks.
The oil barrel she carried around this morning was really used for her business.

When the girl saw Yang Chen, she got shocked for a moment.
Cautious, she said, “Uncle, are you stalking me?”

“Why would I stalk you, to bring you to the police station? If I wanted to, I would’ve done it this morning.
I was just walking around with my hungry stomach and bumped into you coincidentally,” Yang Chen said as he took out a skewer of spicy seaweed before chewing away.
“It tastes rather good.
Since we are acquaintances, can you give me a discount?”

“One skewer will be one buck,” the girl said mercilessly.

“Kiddo, can you not be this stingy while you run your business? You should give discount when it’s necessary,” Yang Chen said smilingly.

“I said that I’m not a kid.
Uncle, eat if you want to.
Stop talking nonsense.
Leave if you don’t want to.
Leave the money for the seaweed before that,” the girl said unhappily.

Yang Chen felt that this girl was really interesting.
Born with bright skin, she was petite and cute.
The expression she gave when she talked brought the taste of chilli peppers, especially when she stared at Yang Chen with her black, reflective, huge eyes.
It was rather pleasing.

“Alright, alright.
I want to eat, okay? You still hold such a bad attitude when I give you money,” Yang Chen complained before taking out a small bottle of liquor from the box.
Happily, he got himself a plastic cup and filled it up.

“5 bucks for one bottle,” the girl said.

Yang Chen shook his head smilingly and took a few more skewers of other snacks in front of her.
As he picked his food, the girl would report to him the cost of each item.

After eating more than ten skewers of food and drinking two mouthfuls of liquor, Yang Chen felt warmth in his stomach.
Looking at the girl who was frying a type of white and red food which seemingly included spicy sauce and cabbage, sniffing at the sour and hot smell that got blew over, he asked curiously, “What are you frying?”

“Frying rice cakes,” the girl replied without raising her head.

“I tried fried rice cakes before, but I haven’t seen anything quite like this,” Yang Chen said.

“This is Korean style fried rice cakes.
My mom taught me how to make this dish.
I included cabbage and Korean hot sauce,” the girl said.

Yang Chen asked smilingly, “Is your mom a Korean?”

The girl raised her head.
Under her thick curved brows, it could be seen in her eyes that she was irritated.
“Uncle, you talk too much.
Can’t my mom be a Korean?”

Yang Chen raised his hand with a smile, saying, “It’s not what I meant.
I was wondering why you didn’t look quite like a Chinese.
You exert a different aura.
So you’re a half-breed of a Korean.”

“Humph! Half-breed, aura, Uncle, you’re really good at talking.
Doesn’t the Chinese love to call Koreans sticks? How can I have an aura?” the girl asked with a smile.

“Don’t stereotype.
At least I know that Koreans treat the elders with respect.
Little Girl, why are you always so fierce towards me?” Yang Chen asked smilingly.

The girl gave him a death stare.
“Let me tell you one last time.
I’m not a little girl.
I’m 20 years old already!”

“Alright, alright.
I’ll call you a small lady,” Yang Chen said with a bitter smile.

“Are you seeing me as a prostitute? Although I don’t have money, I’m poor, I won’t ever betray my body!”

“Then what should I call you?” Yang Chen asked helplessly.

The girl took a deep breath.
She seemed to have gotten annoyed by Yang Chen.
“Call me Xu Zhenxiu.
You can call me Ah Xiu.”

“Ah Xiu? Not good, it’s not cute enough.
I’ll call you Zhenxiu.
Your name sounds very Korean, did your mom give it to you?”

“Yes…”

“I’m Yang Chen.
You can call me Uncle or Yang Chen,” Yang Chen said smilingly.

The corners of her lips suddenly moved.
She seemed like she wanted to laugh but couldn’t.
“Uncle, did I ask for your name? Why do you take so many initiatives? Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re trying to do.
I’ve seen too many men like you.
Are you trying to pick me up? Let go of that thought.
I’m very busy now.
I’m not free to get into a relationship with Uncle who has nothing to do all day.
Continue eating if you’re still hungry.
Leave if you’re done.
Don’t burden my business.”

This lady was really straightforward.
Although she looked very pretty, Yang Chen didn’t have any interest in her.
He just enjoyed listening to how she talked.
Smiling, he said, “Zhenxiu, I indeed have nothing to do, but I definitely don’t have that type of interest in you.
It’s just that I had been in a bad mood today, but I feel much comfortable now when I talk to you for unknown reasons.
I won’t burden you, you may continue what you’re doing.
Hehe…”

Zhenxiu couldn’t do anything to Yang Chen.
She shook her head as she sighed.
As she continued putting a heck lot of hot sauce into her Korean rice cakes, she suddenly frowned as she looked at the area behind Yang Chen.