Chapter 25

Actually, for someone like Buck.

The key is not in what he can do or should do.

But in what he should think...

That is, his way of thinking is the root of everything.

In most cases, Buck is absolutely a young man who looks a bit lazy and indifferent, harmless to people and animals.

But this is only because he has gone through countless life-and-death situations, and has a somewhat detached view of life and death. As long as his territory or interests are not touched, he remains calm, more like a vicious dog that doesn't want to bother with ants or fleas.

Once Buck's emotional threshold, which is actually much lower than that of an average person, is triggered, he will immediately open his bloodthirsty mouth!

Because on the battlefield, you have to be like this: accumulate strength and emotions as calmly as possible in peacetime, and once an opportunity arises, you must launch a sudden and fierce attack. This instantaneous burst has been honed to the point of being at his command.

If you still need to boost morale and hold a pep talk before each battle, then you're just a pampered soldier, not a battle-hardened mercenary!

The survival rule of mercenaries is that if you can't prepare yourself, no one will pity or accommodate you; you'll only lose your own life.

The most primitive survival rule.

Buck is clearly one of the best.

He didn't expect to make money or make a name for himself by running this stall. It was just to please his parents and see what legitimate business he could do. At worst, he had already lingered in this country for almost half a year, and if he lingered for another half a year, his hundred thousand dollars would be transferred back, right?

At that time, whether he became a contented rich man or had the capital to do business, it would be a more reliable choice, right?

So Buck didn't care about the noise in front of him.

But Wu Tianming's arrogance and covetousness gave him a wake-up call. If he had no other desires before, it was fine to live a normal life with his parents, but now this pair of sisters was like a precious jade that made his family a target for others.

Even Shen's twin daughters' mother understood that to preserve a bit of safety, she had to hide her children's appearance. Buck, of course, understood this as well.

At least, these shops in front would use harm to the sisters to strike at him, which was a fundamental change from before.

A soldier who doesn't adjust to the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield is not a good soldier.

So Buck immediately showed a counter-attack posture, taking Wu Tianming's car to show his strength, though it had been parked on the side of the road all along.

Now it was the same principle, to show his strength by force!

Don't nag about my family's affairs!

He took a step forward...

Almost everyone in front of him couldn't help but step back.

Buck took a step onto the road. It was already quite late, and the buses had long stopped. There weren't many vehicles passing by, so the main road was a better place for a fight. The more than ten figures of different heights and builds standing opposite were mostly men from the street's large food stalls. A few held woks, rolling pins, and fire hooks, but no one had a kitchen knife, as the consequences of using a weapon were different, something Buck had already understood after returning to the country.

The other side's voice was loud: "Everything has a first come, first served rule, and we also follow the rules of the dock..." Actually, they were trying to boost their own morale.

Buck wouldn't wait around to argue. He didn't want to persuade with reason or intimidate with force. He chose a guy who wasn't the strongest, took two steps forward, and slapped him: "I'll start by hitting your wife! You don't do your business well, you only know about underhanded tricks..."

His left hand had already struck out, and the other side, in a panic, dodged. Buck, who had actually feinted to make him dodge, hooked his foot and made him fall.

But the purpose of hitting this guy was to provoke the most robust and fat guy next to him, who immediately swung a wok to try to rescue his companion.

For Buck, a dense defense was relatively more troublesome. He preferred the other side to attack, as it left many openings. With just a flick of his fingers, he dodged the wok, grabbed the other's wrist tightly, and with his other hand, grabbed the belt around the other's waist. With a twist of his hips, he exerted force with both hands and his waist.

A standard Mongolian wrestling move, lifting the nearly two-meter-tall man into the air!

The move was very spectacular!

That's what he wanted!

Like a vicious dog rushing into a flock of sheep, he saw them fall and roll over, one after another. The onlookers hadn't even had time to cheer or exclaim in surprise before Buck had skillfully knocked down a group of people, and the sound of woks and rolling pins clattering on the ground!

The shouts were cut off like a chicken's neck being grabbed.

Buck casually waved his hand and brushed off the non-existent dust: "Cooking, you might be good at, but fighting and causing trouble is my specialty. Don't mess with me... Next time, I won't hold back, and you know there's no serious injury this time!"

After saying this, he bowed to the crowd: "Friends who come out at night to drink beer and eat at the food stalls, this is a performance put on by the Market Mouth Food Stalls Association to entertain everyone. Enjoy your meal and drinks!" He then kicked the guys to get them up.

Sure enough, the men stood up, surprised to find that their falls had been quite exaggerated, but they weren't in much pain now. They looked at the professional expert with complex expressions, called the women who were still in pain, and went back to their stalls.

Really, it's better to do things honestly.

Buck, who returned to the cheers and applause of the onlookers, immediately accepted Shen Yinan's enthusiastic jump and run up to him!

Perhaps because she had been hiding and living a passive life for too long, such an open and sharp counter-attack made the child feel much brighter psychologically.

Buck just caught her, and then Shen Zhaonan jumped over, sitting on his strong arms. Standing in front of Liu Changyuan, he asked, "Do you want to jump up too?"

Liu Changyuan laughed, "I'll take pictures for you! Brother Ba is mighty!" He raised his phone and snapped a few photos.

The little girl's attention was easily diverted, and she was immediately attracted: "Brother Liu, look! I want to see..." She struggled to get down and, with a face full of envy, the two little heads squeezed together to look, discussing which one looked prettier. The final conclusion was that the two of them looked best when the brother was holding them, as they were laughing happily.

When she finally returned the phone, she was a bit reluctant.

Buck decided to buy a smartphone with a camera function the next day.

But unexpectedly, when Buck went to buy a phone the next day, he overheard people at a nearby newsstand discussing: "Isn't this our Market Mouth food stall? It's even in the news?"

Buck would just buy a phone from a roadside stall, not a bright and shiny store. He didn't stop, and the news didn't concern him, but the next sentence made him pay attention: "Caucasian-style grilled meat sweeping the city?!"

Huh?

Buck, puzzled, flipped open the newspaper he bought. The article was quite long, and there was even a photo of the grilled meat plating he had done!

The accompanying text was even more flowery than what he knew, talking about the unique customs and traditions of the Caucasus region, with a mix of Central European and Balkan characteristics, indeed having a unique flavor. The funniest part was the last line, which said this was the best recommendation of the Market Mouth Food Stalls Association!

That was just a term Buck had casually mentioned, and it seemed the writer had watched the entire fight.

Buck, who had bought a knock-off phone, was a bit stunned: "Is this advertising for my barbecue?"

When he got home, Liu Changyuan, who was even more excited, greeted him: "Someone is promoting our grilled meat online!"

Buck raised an eyebrow: "What does that mean?"

Liu Changyuan, looking like he was about to faint with excitement: "Brother Ba! Your business is going to boom! We'll open branches, many branches! I'll be your store manager, no, I'll be the operations manager, and the sisters can be the supervisors..."

Buck didn't move: "They are still children. I've never thought about expanding. It's you who's thinking. Alright, let's get ready to set up the stall."

As soon as they set up the stall, Buck truly experienced what it meant to be famous and feared!

The food stalls by the roadside were quickly crowded with various vehicles as soon as the night fell!

Buck finally realized that having a car was no longer a big deal, and many food enthusiasts from other parts of the city drove over to taste the recommended special grilled meat!

Among them were even some luxury cars!

For a while, the grilled meat stall was packed with people, heads swaying!

Of course, since Buck only had six tables, and there was only so much space for standing and squatting, those who couldn't get a spot had to settle for similar grilled meat nearby, which also made the entire Market Mouth food stalls bustling for the night!

Many stall owners twisted and turned to talk to Liu Changyuan: "This... we really owe you. Let's set up the Food Stalls Association together?"

Only a ghost would be interested in setting up an association!

Buck, squeezed in the crowd, felt more exhausted than in a battle!

The overwhelming number of customers, the impatience from all sides, and the mess left after selling out for two to three hours!

Seeing Liu Changyuan, who was so tired he could barely stand, Buck stopped him from moving things and even carried the two sisters, who had fallen asleep on the chairs, onto the motorcycle. He packed up everything and dragged the three of them back home.

Buck really couldn't adapt; there were too many people in the country!

There were also too many people with good taste and economic means, a stark contrast to Eastern Europe.

He thought it was just an advertising effect, but from that day on, coming to Market Mouth to eat grilled meat became a fashionable choice, and more people gathered here through word of mouth among food enthusiasts!

Every day was so busy!

So Buck, with a strong temper, only sold eighty pounds of meat, and once it was sold out, he closed up, refusing to increase the quantity!

As a result, it became a good reputation, with people coming specifically for the stall that only sold eighty pounds of meat, saying that the limited quantity ensured the best quality!

Heaven knows, Buck just didn't want to be so tired and wanted more time to spend with his parents!

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