After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Mrs. Zhao sighed, "I specifically drove here before 4 a.m. today, but when I got to Jin Street, it was already completely filled with these young people!"

"Ye Wanxing is promoting Boss Lin on Weibo?" Chairman Chen was somewhat surprised. "Boss Lin has always been low-key; how could he possibly spend money to hire a big star to play a role in a game?"

"Who knows?" Mrs. Zhao replied casually, holding the thermos. "Anyway, it's all over the internet now. The morning market probably won't be quiet today."

Li Dayong breathed warm air into his palms, rubbed his face which was stiff from the cold wind, and craned his neck to look ahead.

"There are so many people today. I just want to be able to have a hot meal."

At the front of the line, a streamer was broadcasting live, spitting as he spoke into his phone camera:

This streamer, named Dapeng, has over 1.3 million followers on short video platforms and specializes in reviewing street food specialties.

When I saw Ye Wanxing's Weibo post last night, he wasn't far from Jiangcheng.

Seeing that a top celebrity had posted about this tiny restaurant whose signboard was nowhere to be found, his professional instincts kicked in and he immediately bought a hard-seat train ticket for 2 a.m., and swayed all the way to Jiangcheng.

At five o'clock in the morning, the temperature dropped to minus eighteen degrees Celsius.

Dapeng was huddled inside a thick, long black down jacket, wearing a woolen hat, and holding a phone gimbal stand.

Although it was only a little past 5 a.m., the live stream attracted three to four thousand early-rising netizens who were there to watch the excitement, all because it was titled "Ye Wanxing's Same Breakfast Review".

Da Peng turned the camera to face his bright red face, exhaling billowing white breath while spitting into the microphone:

"Brothers! Look behind me! This is Phoenix Golden Street in the old town of Jiangcheng!"

Da Peng tilted his phone camera back and took a picture of the endless line of people behind him:

"See that? It's only 5:05 AM, and the line is at least 200 meters long! Looks like they all saw Ye Wanxing's Weibo post last night and rushed over!"

The live stream chat was flooded with comments:

"Wow, Dapeng is fast! Has it really made it all the way to Jiangcheng?"

"I saw Ye Wanxing's Weibo post. The bottom of the pan-fried buns was fried until golden brown, and when you bite into them, they're full of juicy meat. It makes my mouth water."

"Dapeng, buy two more portions later, so we can see if the meat filling is firm enough!"

Dapeng sniffled, his nose stinging from the cold wind, and patted his chest at the camera:

"Don't worry, everyone! I, Dapeng, always tell the truth when I review restaurants!"

"Look at the storefront of this restaurant, with its old wooden doors and blue bricks, located in a back alley, a typical small, unassuming eatery."

Da Peng skillfully analyzed the situation in front of the camera:

"According to the rules of these kinds of street food stalls, the prices are usually very reasonable."

"I estimate that a serving of pan-fried buns costs at most ten yuan, and a cup of freshly ground soy milk costs three to five yuan."

"As soon as the store opens at six, I'll buy five servings of pan-fried buns and three cups of soy milk. I'll do a comprehensive food review on camera, breaking down the broth and meatballs for everyone!"

The number of likes in the live stream skyrocketed, and many fans started sending small gifts.

Dapeng stood at the front of the line, feeling very pleased with himself.

While everyone online was searching for "Lin's Shop", he grabbed the first wave of live traffic, and the data for today's live stream will definitely break records.

Time passed second by second in the unbearable cold.

The wind blowing across the street felt like knives cutting into my face.

Dapeng kept jumping and stomping his feet on the spot, his feet were so cold that they almost lost all feeling, but the camera on his phone remained steadily pointed at the tightly closed wooden door.

It was exactly six o'clock in the morning.

"Crunch—"

With a dull creak of wooden axles grinding together, the heavy, antique-style wooden door of the Lin family shop slowly opened from the inside out right on time.

The warm, spring-like air in the lobby, mixed with the rich, pure aroma of rendered pork fat, the caramelized scent of sesame seeds, and the sweet fragrance of soy milk, burst out through the cracks in the door, turning into a huge cloud of white mist in the cold air.

Da Peng perked up and quickly zoomed in: "The door's open! The door's open! Brothers, look!"

Su Xiaoxiao, holding the small blackboard with the menu written on it, quickly stepped out of the door and hung it steadily on the wooden frame outside.

Dapeng, with his selfie stick set up, took the lead and walked to the wooden frame, pointing his phone camera directly at the blackboard, ready to show the price list to the viewers in the live stream.

"Come on, family, let's take a look at the prices first..."

While looking at his phone screen, Da Peng read aloud the chalk writing on the blackboard:

"Secret Recipe Crispy Bottom Pan-Fried Buns... 188?!"

Da Peng's voice suddenly caught in his throat, and his eyes widened instantly.

He thought the cold wind was making his eyes blurry, so he rubbed them hard and took another half step forward, staring intently at the words on the blackboard.

It's written very clearly above:

【Secret Recipe Crispy Bottom Pan-Fried Buns: NT$188/serving (4 buns)】

Freshly ground, traditionally made pure soy milk: 100 yuan/cup

【Premium Charcoal-Grilled Lamb Hot Pot: 888 RMB/pot】

【Rock Sugar Snow Jade Apple: 288 yuan/serving】

……

[One item per person, takeaway packaging will incur an additional cost of 2 yuan.]

Da Peng froze on the spot, his mind going blank.

After a three-second pause, the live stream chat was instantly flooded with a dense barrage of question marks!

"??????"

"How much?! I'm not seeing things, am I?!"

"Four pan-fried buns cost 188 yuan?! That's almost 50 yuan per bun?!"

"A cup of soy milk costs 100 yuan?! Is this a bank robbery?!"

Not only did the netizens in the live stream go wild, but the dozens of young tourists and out-of-town diners behind Da Peng fell into complete silence after seeing the prices on the blackboard.

Da Peng couldn't resist pointing his phone camera directly at Su Xiaoxiao standing at the door and handing the microphone forward:

"Hey beautiful! Are the prices on this blackboard correct?! Four pan-fried buns for 188 yuan? A cup of soy milk for 100 yuan?!"

Facing the camera, Su Xiaoxiao remained calm and shook her head earnestly: "There's no mistake. The store has clearly marked prices, and they've always been this price."

"It's always been this price?!"

Upon hearing this, Dapeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

As a veteran of creating restaurant review content on short video platforms, he knows all too well what kind of content is most eye-catching.

What's the thrill of a mundane food review compared to exposing a "sky-high price black shop" on the spot?

At this critical juncture when everyone despises consumer traps and unscrupulous merchants, as long as this store is portrayed as a typical example of taking advantage of celebrity influence to raise prices, the traffic from today's live stream will definitely propel it to the top of the platform's homepage!

Da Peng pointed his phone camera directly at the small blackboard, then turned it towards himself and shouted into the microphone:

"Brothers! Family! Listen up! This is the hidden gem shop that superstar Ye Wanxing raved about on Weibo last night!"