At that moment, a young couple approached from around the corner of the street, having just eaten at a barbecue stand, only to be attracted by a tempting aroma and followed it there.
They thought for sure there would be another snack stall around the corner, but to their surprise, when they turned the corner, there was nothing but a lonely, empty intersection without a single stall.
The place was too secluded with hardly two pedestrians visible. Devoid of human presence, even the street lights appeared dim and deserted.
Looking around, there was only a girl squatting on the ground, looking down and fiddling with something. Beside her was a small, old coal stove, supporting a super large iron pot, shrouded in mist, obscuring whatever was being cooked inside, but without a doubt, the fragrance was emanating from there!
"This doesn't look like a snack business..."
The couple murmured to themselves.