Jiang Feng was busy.
At this moment, two small vendors on electric tricycles slowly rode into the entrance of the square. One sold candied haws, the other grilled sausages.
Seeing his peers, Jiang Feng was a little dumbfounded. In this secluded forest, besides me, are there actually other people setting up stalls?
The two vendors set up their stalls not far from Jiang Feng and began selling their goods. They were, of course, there for the morning rush of customers. In recent days, more people had been visiting Fengqi Mountain, and many came to the small square specifically for breakfast. With more customers, naturally, there were more stalls. It followed the same principle as urban development: where people gathered, shops would appear.
Jiang Feng, with his efforts alone, had increased the foot traffic to Fengqi Mountain. He didn't realize this; after all, he was just running a small stall.
But there were indeed many people buying his steamed buns!
