The Devil's Touch
#155
"I want to go to the night market with my girlfriend, you know what you have to do, right? I'll give you an hour!!"
Maxime was calling one of his men who was in Javier's mansion, precisely in the basement. Food manufacturing place.
"I understand Mister" said Maxime's men, call him Aldo.
After the phone was turned off, Aldo sighed harshly staring at the phone in his hand. Then he turned around and shouted to the occupants of the basement.
"SLIDE INTO THE NIGHT MARKET!!"
A few seconds passed by, they just stared at Aldo full of question marks and then one of them finally opened his voice.
"Don't say we'll sell again there ..."
Aldo took a long breath. "IT'S ONLY AN HOUR!!"
Instantly the silent atmosphere was instantaneous. They started preparing the ingredients that would be sold at the night market now.
The sound of pans, plates, spoons and a few glasses clinked at each other as they were busy taking the kitchen utensils into his cart. There were also those who were busy bringing dough to the cart, some were shouting indistinctly making the atmosphere even more violent, they ran to and fro with their hearts pounding.
Preparing food for sale and given an hour according to them is not enough. But how else.
"HEY I'M SELLING GRILLED CORN YEAH!!" the man brought some raw corn to his cart complete with his spices.
"I'M SELLING SAUSAGES!!"
"I SELL EGG ROLLS!!"
"I'M TOAST!!"
"MARTABAK!!"
"Anj*r is what I sell!" annoyed one of the men who paced indistinctly while scratching his head frustrated.
"BUR!! I'M PORRIDGE!!"
Finally the man who was pacing back and forth was also shouting. "BEAN BUD!!"
"THE HOTDOG!!! BURGERS!!"
Chef Juna and the young Chef Bara got out of the elevator after serving Javier and the others upstairs. They widened their eyes seeing the others so busy, dozens of carts filled the room.
"HI CHEF ..." They waved at Chef Juna and Chef Bara.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Shouted Chef Juna.
"You sell at Chef's night market" Aldo said, making Chef Bara and Chef Juna look at each other.
"HEY I'M SELLING YOU JUICE!!" the screams are heard.
Javier and Secretary Han who were chatting on the balcony looked down at the dozens of carts filling the courtyard of the mansion. Javier sighed, he already knew who made his mansion courtyard filled with dozens of colorful carts.
The manufacture of groceries is only in the Javier mansion, precisely in the basement. The Maxime Mansion had no special place to make groceries.
"Look, your son is very crazy about the teenage girl," Secretary Han stared at the cart that came out one by one through the gate.
"Good, I want to hold a grandchild" Javier said.
Dozens of colorful carts filled the streets, they were like a race pushing the carts to get to the night market quickly.
They ran by pushing the cart and overtaking each other laughing.
"Hey wait for me!!" said the toast seller then increase his energy pushing his cart faster when he saw his friends were far ahead of him.
Passers-by stared at them in surprise, and a little boy in the car stared out the window and asked his father.
"Dad, what are they doing? why run ..."
"Dad doesn't know either, they want to sell or want a wheelbarrow push race!"
*
Arriving at the night market, the atmosphere was already very quiet and empty. Those who used to sell were expelled by other men, they left after being given money.
The place was filled by those who were given the task of selling. They began to look for a place for the cart, some of them there were up to quarrel because of the matter of place.
"This is my place, you sell somewhere else!" said the grilled corn seller.
"Hey, I'm first!" sahut the martabak seller.
"It's as if you're going to sell for a lifetime here!!" upset the sausage seller while putting oil into the pan.
Finally the corn seller also relented in annoyance and looked for another place.
Maxime was really scared if Milan ate food from people he didn't know. As a result, the occupants of the basement of the Javier mansion are in charge of selling tonight.
Maxime just got out of his mansion riding a bike with Milan to go to the night market.
Along the way they laughed and joked with each other with Milan wrapping his hands around Maxime's waist.
Maxime did not realize he was passing by Aberto's car. Aberto and Smith looked at Maxime behind the window of his car, they were about to return to his country.
"Now this time I saw him riding a bicycle," Inner Aberto.
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