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Da Peng pointed to the chalk writing on the blackboard and accused the camera:

"A roadside shop in an old street! They dare to charge 188 yuan for four pan-fried buns! And 100 yuan for a cup of ordinary soy milk!"

"Everyone, please be the judge! Is this a legitimate restaurant, or a shady establishment that preys on customers?!"

After a brief pause, the chat in the live stream exploded with comments:

"Four steamed buns for 188 yuan?! Even robbing a bank wouldn't be this fast!"

"A cup of soy milk costs 100 yuan? Are these soybeans made from gold?!"

"Dapeng is awesome! Exposing this shady business directly! We absolutely cannot let such unscrupulous merchants get away with this!"

"How much did Ye Wanxing get paid for this endorsement? She actually promoted this shady business! I'm unfollowing her!"

"Call 12315! Report them for maliciously inflating prices!"

Not only were the tens of thousands of netizens in the live broadcast room outraged, but the dozens of young tourists and out-of-town diners standing behind Da Peng were also completely enraged by these words.

A young man who had traveled overnight for four hours on a hard-seat train from out of town was now flushed with anger. He squeezed to the door and pounded on the windowsill.

"Do you think we're all fools?! Even five-star hotels don't dare charge this much for dim sum! What gives you the right to charge so much?!"

"Yes! This is blatant ripping off of tourists!"

A middle-aged woman wearing glasses in the crowd also joined in with a shrill shout:

"You're deliberately trying to raise prices just because we're from out of town and have the fame of big stars, aren't you?! What's inside these buns that you dare to charge fifty yuan each?!"

"Anyone who buys this is a sucker! They have no shame whatsoever."

"Everyone, don't pay! Block the road, we need an explanation from them today!"

"Call the Jiangcheng City Market Supervision and Administration Bureau! Report them for overcharging customers!"

The sounds of condemnation, cursing, and the clicking of mobile phone cameras filled the air.

The forty or fifty people in the front row were all emotionally agitated and surrounded the door. Some were taking videos with their phones to accuse the company, while others were blocking the food pick-up window to argue.

No one took out their phone to scan the QR code to pay, and no one went into the lobby to find a seat.

The morning market, which was originally intended to facilitate smooth traffic flow, was completely blocked at the main entrance, so much so that not even a fly could get in.

Standing behind the takeout window, Su Xiaoxiao looked at the agitated crowd before her, placed her hands on the bar counter, and calmly explained again:

"Please be quiet, everyone! All the dishes in our restaurant are clearly priced. We have never forced you to buy anything, nor have we ever raised prices arbitrarily."

"All our ingredients are of the highest quality. If you feel the price is not right, you are free to choose not to buy. Please do not block the entrance and make way for customers who really want to dine."

But amidst the angry shouts of dozens of people, Su Xiaoxiao's clear voice sounded very thin and was instantly drowned out by the noisy curses.

"What do you mean 'give way'?! Give us an explanation today, or we're doing business!"

"Exactly! This shady establishment dares to be so arrogant!"

……

And at the very end of the line, more than a hundred meters away.

Li Dayong, Chairman Chen, and Mrs. Zhao were standing at the corner of a street frozen by heavy snow.

Li Dayong tugged at his sable coat, shivering and pacing back and forth. He glanced at his watch; it was already 6:15.

"What happened?"

Li Dayong's brows furrowed deeply as he craned his neck to look ahead: "Normally, the line moves forward in a flash as soon as the doors open at six. Why is it that today, a full fifteen minutes have passed since the doors opened, and the line hasn't moved an inch?"

Chairman Chen stood to the side, his breath steaming in the air, looking somewhat puzzled: "There seems to be a large crowd gathered up ahead, making a racket. What happened?"

Just then, several young people who had been at the front of the line but were deterred by the exorbitant prices started walking out of the queue, grumbling under their breath.

"Pah! What a lousy place! They're utterly unscrupulous!"

"I made a wasted trip in this freezing weather, and they're charging 188 yuan for four lousy steamed buns? Do they think we're all fools?!"

Li Dayong grabbed one of the young men who was passing by: "Hey, young man, what's going on up ahead? Why aren't you going in?"

The young man glanced at Li Dayong, then impatiently shook off his hand: "Uncle, stop queuing! Go home!"

"It says on the blackboard: 188 yuan a serving of pan-fried buns, 100 yuan a cup of soy milk!"

Upon hearing this, Li Dayong was first stunned, then flew into a rage.

"Nobody's buying?!"

"I got up at 4:30 this morning and stood in the snow for almost two hours in sub-zero temperatures, just for a hot meal! These little bastards think it's too expensive and refuse to buy it, so they're blocking the door and refusing to leave?!"

Li Dayong stepped out of the line, hands on his hips, and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the gate a hundred meters away:

"Hey you in front! If you think it's too expensive and aren't buying, get the hell out of here! Don't hogging the space! If you're not going to eat, don't block the way behind you!!"

Li Dayong has a loud voice, a powerful one honed from directing production in the mining area. His roar is deafening.

But at this moment, hundreds of people had gathered at the entrance of Jin Street. The noise, the sound of live broadcasts, and the shouting were all mixed together. Li Dayong's voice pierced through the wind and snow, like a drop of water falling into the sea. The people in front could not hear it at all and continued to block the entrance and argue.

Mrs. Zhao stood to the side, rubbing her frozen fingers, and stamping her feet in frustration.

"What kind of nonsense is this! Boss Lin only makes that many servings a day normally. If they block the door for an hour and keep arguing, by the time they're done, the morning market will be over. Are we even going to eat then?!"

Chairman Chen sighed, turned up his coat collar, and his eyes were calm:

"This is the downside of internet traffic. A single Weibo post from a big star can attract a large number of people who are not even the target audience."

"They thought it was a cheap snack for ordinary people, but when they found they couldn't afford it, the psychological gap was too big, and it naturally turned into an emotional outburst."

"Screw your cat!" Li Dayong gritted his teeth in frustration and stomped his foot hard in the snow.

"These people are clearly just being unreasonable!"

"When has Boss Lin ever sold his stuff cheaply? It's always been great value for money! They're so ignorant, what are they doing causing trouble at Boss Lin's doorstep!"

The argument continued to escalate at the main entrance.

The host, Da Peng, even pointed his phone camera directly at Su Xiaoxiao's face and shouted loudly:

"Look everyone! This cashier's attitude is pretty tough! When we asked her why it's so expensive, she said it's always been this price!"

"Everyone, quickly share this live stream so that netizens across the country can see the true face of this shady business!"