Food: Randomly set up stalls, even the little guy is drooling.

Wang Hai always felt that as long as the skin of a steamed bun is thin and the filling is plentiful, that's enough.

He's eaten at least a thousand steamed buns in his life. How delicious could they be? That's his most basic understanding.

Until this moment, he felt like he had wasted his whole life eating steamed buns.

These are the steamed buns I've been craving!

I remember watching cartoons when I was a kid, and when they saw some kind of glowing food, all my friends would exclaim "Wow!" in surprise.

Only he, who had grasped the principles of the world, knew that this was a lie.

The food doesn't glow at all.

This truth, discovered since childhood, was shattered at this moment.

Now, he truly felt that the steamed bun was glowing. He felt as if he were basking in the sunlight, feeling the gentle mountain breeze, and hearing the rustling of the leaves in the forest.

This is a dish that glows; it really does glow, yet it allows you to feel the light!

However, such delicious food is subject to purchase limits.

Seeing their stunned expressions, Han Caiwei looked down on them from the bottom of her heart, thinking, "They can't recognize a gem with their naked eyes."

Unlike her, who knew from the beginning that this steamed bun was the most delicious thing in the world.

Chung Man-wai chuckled. It's so hard to guess which woman was the one who initially said I was hallucinating.

Kang Yan felt no gratitude whatsoever; he only felt that he had been tricked again.

This woman cheated him out of a spot for a steamed bun. She's so shameless! Does she think she can do whatever she wants just because she's pretty?

He picked up his phone. "Hey bro, there's something incredibly delicious you absolutely can't miss..."

Han Caiwei didn't have time to pay attention to him; she was just staring at the signboard.

She thought, if a 10-yuan meat bun tastes this good, what would a 50-yuan steamed bun taste like?

Furthermore, this scarcity marketing tactic made Han Caiwei feel that the boss was not only skilled but also a genius.

Touching her stomach, she realized that she was already full after eating three buns, and could only leave with her sisters.

She kept looking back as she walked away. Tomorrow, I'm skipping lunch. Tonight, I'm going to eat four of them!

As time passed, more and more people came and went from the night market street. The aroma of steamed buns from Lufeng, just like the fried chicken cutlets that used to waft through the streets, drew long queues.

The system only allowed Lu Feng to sell 200 buns, but he made a total of 400!

Lu Feng discovered that while the cost was indeed high, the profit margin was far higher than that of spicy chicken noodles and fried chicken cutlets.

The cost of one steamed bun is 5 yuan, and he can still make 5 yuan. If he makes 400 buns, that's 2000 yuan!

As he sold one steamed bun after another, a smile appeared on his face.

However, the price of 50 yuan for this wild vegetable steamed bun still surprised many people.

I sold about a hundred steamed buns, but I didn't sell a single one of the ten wild vegetable cornbreads I made.

……

Chen Haoran is a pretentious second-generation rich kid who frequents Fisherman's Wharf bars.

"Pretending to be a second-generation rich kid" has two meanings: one is that the family is in the renovation business and has some money; the other is that they like to show off.

In the League of Legends, his favorite character to play is Yasuo, and his favorite line is "Subtle but deadly."

He regarded it as a truth.

As usual, Chen Haoran drove his second-hand Mercedes out of the parking lot, only to find a long queue forming in a place that was usually deserted.

He rolled down the car window and looked out curiously. A faint fragrance wafted through the air.

"Wow, what is this? It smells so good." He parked his car on the side of the road, figuring there wouldn't be any traffic police issuing tickets late at night anyway.

But upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed; it was just a roadside steamed bun stall.

However, the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, which was very attractive to someone like him who was a little hungry.

Look up and glance at the sign.

Jie's meat buns, 10 yuan each.

Jie's vegetable buns, 10 yuan each.

Eight-dan wild vegetable steamed buns, 50 yuan each.

Wow, these buns are so expensive! Chen Haoran has only ever eaten them at the luxurious Cantonese dim sum restaurant, Yipinxiangbao.

Especially these wild vegetable steamed buns! 50 yuan a bun, great deal!

He quickly stepped forward, "Boss, do you still have any cornbread?"

Lu Feng immediately became interested; they actually had business to do. "Yes, we do."

"Your steamed buns smell delicious. Give me two of each kind."

Lu Feng looked up at the person who had arrived and said politely, "Our shop follows the principle of first come, first served. Please go to the back of the line."

Just as Chen Haoran was about to speak, he saw a whole row of piercing, knife-like eyes behind him.

Wow, a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so he slunk away to the back of the line.

After a while, it was his turn. He continued, "Boss, it's my turn. Give me two of each kind."

He said in a showy manner, "These wild vegetable steamed buns sound interesting, I'll have ten."

Lu Feng was finally surprised. He really wanted to sell the whole package to this person, but unfortunately the rules didn't allow it.

He apologized, saying, "Our store has a purchase limit of two per person."

Wow, this steamed bun stall is really good at putting on airs. Chen Haoran felt in his heart that he had met a master of pretense, and he couldn't back down.

"Purchase limit? Selling them at such high prices is just to make money, right? I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you double the price, how about it or not?" He chuckled, his words full of temptation, "And there are wild vegetable steamed buns, 50 yuan each, double that's 100 yuan."

Lu Feng chuckled, "Sorry, two for each person."

Chen Haoran never expected that the boss would refuse even double the amount, even though he usually used money to pave the way and was always successful.

I never expected to have such a frustrating experience buying steamed buns.

If it weren't for the delicious smell, would I have even bothered with this kind of roadside stall?

It's a joke! What hasn't Young Master Chen eaten? "Three times! Hurry up, I'm in a rush."

"I'm sorry, sir, there really is a purchase limit. It's our store's policy," Lu Feng explained patiently. "You can try it first, and if you like it, you can have your friend buy more for you."

Chen Haoran was furious. This was a blatant insult. If there were things in this world that money couldn't solve, it was because not enough money had been given.

He turned around and looked behind him, "100 per person, I'll buy two spots for you."

There are also these suckers who don't care whether they eat the buns or not, they just want to earn 100 yuan!

Several college students who had come by smelling the aroma and had never tasted Lufeng buns before spontaneously offered their spots.

We can eat the steamed buns later, but this is the only sucker we've ever had, so we might as well take advantage of him.

Chen Haoran looked at Lu Feng smugly, "Meat buns and vegetable buns, they're so cheap, I'll take two of each. And these wild vegetable steamed buns, I just said I wanted a few, so I'll take ten."

Lu Feng really wanted to give him a thumbs up. Brother, I don't care how you show off, I really want to sell it to you. You've already come up with a plan, how can I stop you?

It's not like I'm really against money.

Lu Feng pretended to be very humiliated and packed him 14. "Goodbye, sir."

Chen Haoran was extremely pleased with himself for showing off in front of everyone, and swaggered back to his car with an air of indifference.

"Damn, this guy's a complete idiot. I'd do it even if he gave me 50." Several college students sighed to the heavens, realizing they'd gotten a free late-night snack today.

At this moment, Han Caiwei brought another friend to join the queue.

When it was her turn, she was dumbfounded. "Wait, where's my wild vegetable steamed bun?"

Han Caiwei looked on incredulously, "They sold out in just a short while of attracting people?"