When the heart of the baseball field is no longer the baseball players, and those seated in the stands are no longer spectators of the game.
But...
In the center of the field, there's a yellow food cart, with a fluorescent lamp shining on top.
The surrounding stands are filled with people. Yet these people are not here to watch a game; they're sitting here waiting for the delivery girl to head to the center of the field, bringing over the snacks made by the Boss, one by one.
Feeling this change, Chen Mo couldn't shake off a sense of indescribable bizarreness.
The place here in Taiwan has quite a reputation!
After hustling around with his food stall for several months now, apart from being astonished by that unique egg dish back in Dongyang, he'd never experienced such a peculiar feeling as today.
