At 11:45 AM, Jiang Feng was at his stall.
A large bus suddenly pulled into a parking spot at the curb.
Then, about twenty people wearing red hats got off the bus.
Leading them was a tour guide holding a small flag and a megaphone.
"Attention everyone, this is the spot where Executive Chef Jiang sets up his food stall," the guide announced, his voice booming from the megaphone.
"As you can see, he is currently operating right beside the road."
"Those who want to try the ice cream or check in here can go ahead and line up."
Jiang Feng wasn't deaf; he heard the announcement loud and clear.
What in the world is going on? he wondered, stunned. Did I hear that right? Did I see that right! What in the world? Is this a tour group? A tour group has come to *me*!
Not just Jiang Feng, but the customers already in line were dumbfounded as well.
Everyone stared blankly at the stopped bus for a few seconds.
It was one of those 'you don't see this every day' moments.
