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

Sniffing.

"Slurp..."

"Slurp slurp..."

The scene, which had been filled with hostility just moments before, suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the sound of gasping for breath remaining.

"What...what does this taste like?"

The bald man who had been cursing the loudest just moments before now had his Adam's apple bobbing violently, his eyes fixed intently on the steaming bamboo steamer.

"Why does it feel like... hundreds of giant crabs are crawling in my mouth?"

"It smells so good... This smells wrong! This is definitely not an ordinary steamed bun!"

That fragrance was too aggressive.

It's irrational; it bypasses your reason and attacks your salivary glands and your stomach, giving you a primal, insane hunger!

"Gulp..."

Shen Man swallowed hard, her voice so loud that even the older woman in front of her turned around to look at her.

"Damn it..."

Shen Man clutched her stomach, feeling her once-proud willpower crumbling.

666 yuan?

Faced with this aroma that could make one's soul tremble, money suddenly became a meaningless number.

As long as she can have a bite to eat, Miss Shen would be willing to go streaking... no, to swipe her card right now!

"Boss! Give me a whole basket! I'm not leaving!"

The bald man who had just turned to leave was the first to rush back, his eyes red as he pulled out his phone.

"Don't anyone stop me! If this smells fake, I'll eat the steamer!"

Once there's a first one, there's bound to be a second.

The crowd that had just been cursing the "black shop" now surged towards the stall like a zombie apocalypse.

"Me too! 666 it is! As long as it tastes good, I'll take it!"

"Don't push! I was at the front of the line! I have a seat!"

"Boss, if these buns don't smell this good, I'm calling the police!"

Seeing the situation reverse in an instant, Qin Lang sighed helplessly and joined the buying frenzy:

"Alright, I knew it. Anything made by Boss Lin is bound to be top-notch. Give me ten baskets! I want to take some home for my grandfather to try!"

"Young Master Qin, one cage per person." Lin Fan coldly shattered his illusions.

……

at last.

It was Shen Man's turn.

She pulled her baseball cap down low and her mask up high, revealing only her bloodshot eyes.

"Boss... a basket of steamed buns. To go."

She deliberately lowered her voice and even pinched her throat, afraid that Lin Fan would recognize her.

Lin Fan was busy picking up steamed buns.

Those translucent buns with paper-thin skin and golden broth flowing inside are practically works of art under the light.

Upon hearing this voice, Lin Fan's hand paused slightly.

Although the other party was well disguised, the familiar Chanel perfume scent and the arrogant tone that, while deliberately concealed, still exuded an air of "I'm a young lady"...

Who else could it be but Shen Man?

"This woman says no, but her body says yes."

Lin Fan chuckled inwardly, but didn't call her out. Why not take the money that's offered to you?

"666 yuan. Scan the code."

Lin Fan quickly packed a basket of freshly cooked, steaming hot soup dumplings into a specially made insulated box, and thoughtfully added a small box of ginger and vinegar.

Shen Man quickly scanned the code, grabbed the bag, and slipped out of the crowd like a thief.

She jogged all the way to a large tree in a corner of the night market before stopping, panting.

"Phew...did nobody see that?"

Shen Man looked around to make sure it was safe, then eagerly placed the packing box on the stone block.

Open the lid.

"Whoosh—"

A thick, golden steam wafted towards us.

The six small and exquisite buns, like six little white rabbits lying in their nests, are lazily huddled together.

Beneath the translucent noodles, golden crab roe broth flowed slowly, tempting one to sin.

"Gurgle..."

Shen Man felt as if her soul had been stolen away.

"I'll just try one...to help Qingqing with the evaluation!"

With trembling hands, she picked up a steamed bun, but instead of biting into it directly, she carefully brought it to her mouth and gently bit a small opening in the paper-thin skin.

moment!

A burst of hot, rich, and fragrant steam blew directly onto the tip of her nose!

"It smells so good!!"

Ignoring the heat, Shen Man pouted her red lips and sucked hard at the small opening!

"Slurp—!"

A torrent of scalding golden liquid instantly rushed into her mouth.

that moment.

Shen Man's pupils dilated suddenly, as if she had been struck by lightning!

fresh!

The freshest of all!

That's not ordinary broth; it's crab roe, a concentrated essence from countless hairy crabs!

The rich, creamy flavor, enhanced by the fat from the black mountain pork, is not greasy at all!

The broth slid down my throat like a fuse, instantly igniting every cell in my body!

"Ugh!!!"

Shen Man let out a muffled groan of shame, her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance.

Then, she stuffed the remaining dumpling skin and meat filling into her mouth in one bite.

The bouncy pork, the chewy noodles, and the lingering crab roe broth create a flavor explosion as you chew!

"It's so delicious... Waaah... Mommy, I want to go home..."

As Shen Man chewed, tears of emotion streamed down her face.

That 666 yuan was totally worth it!

This is practically like drinking liquid gold!

She originally thought she was a rich heiress who had seen it all.

But now she realizes that all those so-called high-end soup dumplings she used to eat were nothing compared to Lin Fan's!

One.

two.

Three...

Shen Man completely forgot about her so-called ladylike image, standing under the dim shade of the trees, devouring the basket of exorbitantly priced steamed buns in a whirlwind.

Finally, she even stuck out her tongue and licked up every last drop of soup that had leaked from the bottom of the takeout box!

"belch--!"

After finishing the last one, Shen Man leaned against the tree trunk, patting her round little belly, a blissful smile on her face.

This is life...

However, the next second, the phone vibrated.

Su Qing sent a message: [Manman, how's it going? Is nobody buying that overpriced steamed bun?]

Shen Man stared at the screen, her smile instantly freezing.

She looked at the empty takeout box in her hand, and then at Lin Fan's stall in the distance, where a long line still stretched out and the business was booming.

A deep sense of guilt and... an even stronger sense of "food possessiveness" welled up inside me.

If we tell Qingqing the truth, she will definitely come.

If Qingqing comes, what use will I be in the future?

These steamed buns are so delicious, only two hundred baskets are made each day...

"I'm sorry, Qingqing."

Shen Man gritted her teeth, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She picked up her phone and typed a reply quickly:

[Qingqing! This is disgusting! Those steamed buns cost 666 yuan a basket, it's a complete rip-off! I saw someone buy them and immediately throw up! They said they used dead crabs and lymph node meat! The stench was unbearable!]

[That Lin Fan is a rat in the street now! I bet he won't last a day; his stall will be smashed up! Don't come, don't look, lest you get your eyes dirty!]

Sent successfully.

Shen Man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, I'm doing this to protect Qingqing. Let me bear the brunt of this 'junk food' myself!"

Shen Man shamelessly comforted herself in her heart.

Then, she put on her mask and looked at Lin Fan's stall with a determined gaze.

"Tomorrow...tomorrow I must be the first one in line!"