Watching the pier gradually shrink from his view, becoming only a speck on the shoreline of the Jumping Fish Lake, Qin Lang slowly shifted his gaze away.
On the oversized deck of the "Yueyu" luxury cruise ship, were a dense crowd and a huge number of stall carts. A rough count by Qin Lang put the number above two hundred.
At this moment, the staff members were in consultation with the Spirit Chefs participating in the Leaping Fish Banquet.
Every Spirit Chef who registered for the Leaping Fish Banquet would be assigned a random number. This number corresponds to a fixed position on the deck of the "Yueyu" cruise ship, representing a stable stall for the chef for the next three days.
Fair and reasonable.
Soon, it was Qin Lang's turn.
Under the guidance of a staff member, he pushed his stall cart to the corresponding spot.
Qin Lang was lucky. His stall wasn't the best, but it definitely wasn't the worst either.
An unremarkable stall...