159: Eight-character law: Technology is useless, win by quantity

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, it was already five o'clock in the evening.

The Regular Customers, experienced in queuing, had already arrived early with their stools, preemptively securing the front spots.

Zhuang Ran, who prided himself as a gourmet, snorted proudly, raising his nose.

“Hmph, I’m first again this time!”

Li An, who had lost the “Top Fan” spot, was in second place, frustrated and pounding his chest.

Behind the two were “veterans” like Qi Yuan, who had followed from the stinky tofu stall until now.

Further back in the queue were all familiar faces.

After these Regular Customers, came the new customers who had heard about the place and came to try it.

As time passed, the queue continued to lengthen, quickly recreating yesterday's grand queuing scene.

This time, there were many more people wearing bright vests helping to maintain order.

Not only did the queue look more organized, but there were also fewer unnecessary disputes between the queuing crowd and nearby vendors.

Overall, it looked like an additional scenic line had appeared in the square.

Mr. Li, watching all of this with his hands behind his back, asked in a deep voice:

“Is everything arranged?”

The person in charge, who was dispatching with a walkie-talkie, quickly replied upon hearing this:

“Mr. Li, 70% of the food exhibition’s security forces have been reallocated to maintain order. We’ve adopted a security model of regional stationing combined with patrol surveillance, which allows us to promptly detect unexpected situations and minimize their impact.”

Mr. Li nodded upon hearing this.

Just then, a hint of hesitation flashed across the person in charge’s face, and he added:

“It’s just that with the food exhibition like this… I’m afraid the officials might have objections…”

Mr. Li’s brows furrowed when he heard this, but they soon relaxed.

“The officials won’t have objections. Although the food exhibition’s popularity is low, look, aren’t there many more people in this square than yesterday? And this is only the second day. I estimate that in the coming days, the popularity will increase day by day.”

“This is all because the little boss is setting up a stall here. As word spreads from ten to a hundred, in just one night, basically all the local people in Yinhua City, and even many outsiders, have learned that there is a ring-toss beggar's chicken here that is both delicious and fun. Those who were originally not interested in the food exhibition have also started coming in droves.”

He paused, with a hint of helplessness but also anticipation in his eyes.

“This kind of effect is something a mere food exhibition cannot achieve, but the little boss can. I thought about it all night before realizing that I was indeed short-sighted, only focusing on the connections of Chairman Neng Xing, the Association President of the Culinary Association, but overlooking such a remarkable person as the little boss.”

The person in charge vaguely understood Mr. Li’s meaning and nodded at once.

“Mr. Li, rest assured, we will absolutely ensure the queuing order is stable and controllable!”

Seeing that the person in charge understood his meaning, Mr. Li nodded in satisfaction.

He often introduced himself as the owner of Yinhua City Liulijing Exhibition Co., Ltd., but this was merely a way to inflate his own status.

Above him, there was a head office pressing down.

And he was merely a manager dispatched by the head office, with limited prospects.

Perhaps he would spend his entire life confined to this small city, guarding an undeveloped branch until retirement.

But Mr. Li was not reconciled. His name was Li Kaitian; as Kaitian, how could he live such a mediocre life?

With ambition in his heart, once an opportunity appeared, how could he easily miss it?

Mr. Li’s eyes opened and closed, and his face showed a sense of expectation for the future.

Just then, the crowd queuing in the distance suddenly stirred.

And the Regular Customers at the very front were even more excited, shouting “little boss” with exceptional loudness.

This scene stunned the surrounding vendors and passersby.

It almost made them think that a popular idol had appeared here.

At this moment, Lu Chuan felt his scalp tingle, but he still had to force a stiff smile, pushing his box through the crowd while waving to respond to the enthusiasm of the Regular Customers.

In the past, he always set up stalls in relatively secluded places. Although the Regular Customers were also very enthusiastic, Lu Chuan was embarrassed, but at least he was still very happy in his heart.

But in such a high-profile setting, facing the Regular Customers’ enthusiastic welcome, Lu Chuan inexplicably felt the awkwardness of running naked.

Especially under the strange gazes of the surrounding vendors and passersby, this feeling was even more intense.

Oh my god, it's really, really embarrassing!!!

After much effort, enduring countless stares, Lu Chuan finally walked into the flowerbed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten minutes later, the ring-toss stall was finally set up.

Zhuang Ran, who had been anxiously waiting, immediately bought two hundred rings, then walked to the red line and threw them all out at once.

In an instant, a sky full of circles flew wildly, then fell like rain.

Due to their excellent elasticity, they bounced up one by one.

Under the streetlights, a large number of colorful rings bounced around, sparkling brightly, which was very beautiful.

But as time passed by the minute, no ring had been successfully tossed yet, and the number of bouncing rings was also decreasing.

Facing this situation, Zhuang Ran was not anxious at all.

Because he was on a business trip yesterday, he unfortunately missed Lu Chuan’s first day of setting up the stall.

So he didn't miss a single second of Baba Le's live broadcast.

After witnessing numerous failed cases, he successfully summarized an eight-character law.

That is: skill is useless, quantity wins.

And he also figured out this “quantity.”

A small quantity is naturally not good, unless one is exceptionally lucky.

A large quantity is also not good; the heavy weight would severely affect the throwing force, causing most rings to fail to fly over the target and be eliminated early.

The remaining ones would also interfere with each other, leading to half the effort for twice the result.

“200 rings, the highest success rate!”

Zhuang Ran watched calmly as the last few dozen rings collided and refracted.

Behind him, pairs of eyes were also watching nervously.

Zhuang Ran was not the only intelligent person; what he could think of, others could naturally think of as well.

Therefore, the result of Zhuang Ran’s ring toss this time would naturally influence the choices of many others behind him.

Time passed slowly, and in everyone’s perception, every second felt as if it were infinitely stretched.

Until,

“It's a hit!”

Exclamations rang out.

Zhuang Ran’s lips curled into a smile.

Indeed, 200 rings, the highest success rate.

If his successful case was added, then as of now, this success rate had astonishingly reached 98%!

With such a high success rate, the little boss’s ring-toss game could already be regarded as an alternative “equivalent exchange”!

That is, a beggar's chicken is infinitely equivalent to two hundred yuan!

Upon reaching this conclusion, Zhuang Ran smiled even more happily.

To be able to “buy” the little boss’s beggar's chicken for two hundred yuan was truly an incredibly, incredibly good deal!

The little boss has always used solid ingredients, and the raw materials have always been the best; this has become a consensus among all the Regular Customers!

Coupled with the little boss’s superb cooking skills, even if such a beggar's chicken were to really sell for 9999, Zhuang Ran would not feel there was anything wrong.

Holding the mud ball Lu Chuan handed over, his nose filled with the fresh scent of earth, Zhuang Ran’s smile was almost crooked.

He eagerly walked to the side, sat on his own small stool, and began to enjoy the delicious food.

Before long, everyone queuing in the flowerbed smelled the aroma of beggar's chicken that made their mouths water.

“Damn it!”

They looked at Zhuang Ran, who was eating with relish and exclaiming how satisfying it was, truly itching with hatred.

Immediately, they all began to urge Li An to throw the rings quickly and stop fawning over the little boss.

Facing all the Regular Customers in an uproar, Li An could only reluctantly excuse himself to Lu Chuan and walked towards the red line in front of the stall.

“Phew…”

Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked gratefully at the Regular Customers.

Just then, his gaze inadvertently met Neng Tong's in the queue.

He immediately thought of the competition on the weekend, and then of the five hundred thousand... no, the rare opportunity to refine his culinary skills. His eyes lit up, and he smiled at Neng Tong.

Unexpectedly, Neng Tong immediately blushed and buried her head in her chest.

Lu Chuan scratched his head in confusion.

Just as he was about to shift his gaze, he noticed a young man behind Neng Tong glaring at him with hostility.

What’s going on?

Lu Chuan quickly ran through his memory, only to realize he had never seen the other person before.

So he’s not a Regular Customer then?

Why is he so hostile towards me?

Lu Chuan grew even more puzzled.

Just as he was wondering, he saw the young man leave the queue, clench his fists, and stride over.