The whole afternoon was spent with Bei Feng cooped up within the hotel room. Not only was the trip to the bank fruitless, he didn't even manage to get a new phone.
From the time on the TV, it was already 8 pm. Bei Feng felt his stomach grumbling and finally decided to get dressed and look for some food.
Along the streets outside of the hotel were several hawkers, selling a vast assortment of food like fried rice, barbecued meat on sticks and fried finger foods. Bei Feng was not disdainful of such food and directly approached a stall.
"Boss, give me a barbecued fish, two jin of spicy crayfish, five sticks of barbecued chicken feet and 20 sticks of mutton satay."
Looking at the delicious-smelling food at the stall, Bei Feng rubbed his hands in glee and directly placed a large order.
"Right, you do accept payment via WeChat right?"
Bei Feng suddenly remembered that he was only left with a few yuan in his pockets.