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

Lu Feng withdrew his gaze; the long queue before him was truly overwhelming. With so many cameras set up today, the number of people arriving would likely only increase.

He felt that he, like the group of livestreamers in front of him, would also need to hire a temporary assistant.

Setting up the stall early today is just a temporary measure; the main goal is to get customers to join the group.

Fortunately, he also has a think tank.

Just before he came here, Zhang Zixuan, the kid, offered him a solution: a mini-program on Green Bubble.

"This is a food ordering system developed by a genius. Boss Lu, there are still many people who have the same troubles as you."

"All the stores that are listed on the beauty ranking list in various places use this mini program."

"Wait a minute." Lu Feng felt like he had misheard. "I'm just a small temporary stall, and I'm using a mini-program just like those big restaurants."

"With your business so good, of course you have to use it. Otherwise, why do you think those old shops don't have such long queues like you? It's because they have this system."

"Of course, we've rewritten some parts for you. I'm just a member of our school's programming club, so this is quite simple to do with Python."

Lu Feng thought to himself, "These kids these days are too versatile."

He was still struggling with how to make a clock in his college computer class, while Kaka Mini Program has already taken care of everything.

He humbly asked, "Will this solve the problem of people waiting for too long?"

"Well..." Zhang Zixuan explained on the other end of the phone, "It's definitely different from those big hotels. It's just a very simple online queuing system with an annual maintenance fee of only 500 yuan. Only local IP addresses in Xingcheng can access it, and real-name authentication is required."

"Every day, people can apply three hours in advance and join the queue. You can then take a number and sell your tickets, which avoids the need to queue in advance. Restricting IP addresses also reduces scalping."

He paused, then added, "We also wrote an algorithm that can calculate the estimated waiting time. Based on your steamed bun sales speed and historical data, it can remind customers approximately how long it will be their turn."

"Since you always change the items you sell, we've also set up menu names that you can change. For example, we can add a lottery feature to your rarer steamed buns, which increases the fun of getting them."

Lu Feng just wanted to shout "Awesome!" and "You guys finished it in such a short time?"

"No, that's not it. You actually told me last week when you were selling fried chicken cutlets that there were too many people queuing up. We even did some research on it then, and I just happened to see you asking about it today," Zhang Zixuan said proudly. "How about that? Tell me, aren't you awesome?"

"How much would I have to pay you to use this program?" he asked.

"We developed this together as a team of three." Zhang Zixuan thought for a moment on the other end of the phone. "You have to provide each of us with steamed buns for a week! After that, you have to sell us steamed buns every week, or fried chicken cutlets and spicy chicken noodles, as development and maintenance fees."

Lu Feng was deeply moved. He thought the kid was the most reliable, and confidently declared, "I'll take care of it!"

The system is already pumped up; originating from the evil old society, it simply cannot understand the operation and maintenance model of the current society.

In its view, a small problem that could be presented as a task was actually solved by an elementary school student.

This was all reflected in the smiling faces of the diners.

Han Caiwei was absolutely surprised. Just moments before, she had been thinking about how time was being wasted, and how it was simply outrageous that she couldn't even snag a flashy pink plastic stool an hour early.

While she was still hesitating about whether to continue waiting, Boss Lu's food cart arrived right after. This meant she wouldn't have to wait another hour in the chilly autumn wind.

Without the need for a long wait, there is no anxiety about gain or loss, and this instant happiness feels exceptionally light.

This is similar to the unexpected surprise I felt when I first discovered this steamed bun shop.

When the second batch of buns came out of the steamer, it was Han Caiwei's turn.

"One meat bun and one vegetable bun," she quickly announced her request, her voice light and cheerful.

She took the bag from Lu Feng and walked along the riverside path, eating contentedly as she went.

As the evening breeze caressed her face, she finally found a moment of peace and watched the light show on the skyscrapers across the river.

After a long day of exhaustion, my body and mind gradually relaxed with this simple food and short walk.

More and more diners arrived one after another, and Lu Feng could see that everyone was surprised and delighted to see that they didn't have to wait in a long line.

Such emotions are simple and pure.

Lu Feng could sense that no one really liked queuing.

The diners who arrived one after another didn't have to shiver in the autumn wind. The two steamed buns they bought were enough to soothe their exhausted minds and warm their way home.

On the bluestone steps not far from the steamed bun shop, Chen Haoran sat there, slowly savoring the steamed buns he had bought through a proxy.

Damn it, they made several hundred dollars off me in just one short time in line.

As he thought this, he kept eating the vegetable bun slowly and deliberately. Eating the vegetable bun after the meat bun made it taste even more refreshing.

"Didn't they say they wouldn't start selling until 10 o'clock?"

Chen Haoran knew immediately that Xie Zong had arrived. He swallowed a mouthful of steamed bun with satisfaction and said, "I don't know why, but he's an hour earlier than the previous two days. That's not the point, look, he's right over there."

Xie Zong looked in the direction he was looking, but remained standing still.

Chen Haoran then remembered something, took out a wild vegetable bun from the paper bag, sighed almost inaudibly, and handed it over.

Xie Zong took it, and a warm, fragrant aroma wafted towards him. The steamed bun was slightly warm in his palm, plump and round, with the small indentation at the bottom pinched evenly and neatly.

He didn't say anything, but lowered his head and took a bite. Then, he froze.

Chen Haoran keenly noticed the stiffness in Xie Zong's back.

Time seemed to stretch out. The hustle and bustle of the dock, the howling of the river wind, and the distant whistles of cargo ships all receded into the distance.

Chen Haoran held his breath, watching Xie Zongji slowly chew, swallow, and then close his eyes.

A single, murky tear slipped down Xie Zong's tightly closed eye without warning.

Chen Haoran was stunned. "No way, bro, why are you crying?"

Xie Zong opened his eyes, his gaze still glistening with tears. He called out in a voice only he could hear, "...Master."

Chen Haoran didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Xie Zong seemed not to hear, did not reply, and took another bite of the cornbread, chewing it carefully.

"Freshly baked ones are definitely superior." After a long while, he finally spoke in a low voice, "It's as if I can feel my master teaching me how to make steamed buns step by step."

He felt like he had returned to his apprenticeship, standing beside his master, who patiently taught him every step of the way, which gave him the confidence to be the head chef he is today.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile. When I was eating breakfast this morning, I thought it might have been an unintentional mistake, but seeing all these people, I knew it wasn't a wasted trip."

After finishing the last bite of his cornbread, Xie Zong walked straight towards Lufeng, which was not far away.

Lu Feng was still selling steamed buns when he saw someone standing next to him. He said, "Please go to the back of the line."

Xie Zongdao said, "Boss Lu, I didn't come here to buy steamed buns."

Lu Feng then looked at the person beside him, "And you are?"

Xie Zong pulled an invitation from his pocket. "I'm here to extend an invitation to you."