There was one selling roasted corn, another peddling stinky tofu, and then there was a skewer stall, which a woman in her forties pushed along in a small cart.
"I'm telling you, her food is the best."
Gu Xia saw the food and excitedly rushed over.
"Sister Wang, give me two skewers of tofu rolls, two skewers of mushrooms, two skewers of kelp, two skewers of fish balls, two skewers of crab sticks, two skewers of fish tofu..."
Gu Xia had ordered two skewers of almost everything she wanted to eat.
Then, once the food was ready, she carried the tray to a shabby little table beside Yu Hu.
"Can this even be clean?" Yu Hu said with a look of disdain.
Yu Hu had never really eaten at such roadside stalls and still hesitated.
"Nonsense, have you seen me poisoned to death over these years?" retorted Gu Xia.
Yu Hu: ...
"If you're not eating, I'll take care of all of it..." Gu Xia was in high spirits, happily skewering and in a great mood.
