The rich second-generation heir reluctantly joined the line. After all, there were too many people at this stall. It was worth checking out.
Twenty minutes later.
He finally bought some.
He bought one of everything.
A customer behind him kindly reminded him:
"Hey, Stick Nation guy, you can buy two boxes of Ice Crystal Cake and three cups of Mung Bean Paste."
After the assistant translated it for the rich heir, he raised an eyebrow.
"I don't even know if it tastes good. Why would I buy so much?"
The customer shook his head and said nothing more.
The livestream chat scrolled rapidly.
Stick Nation viewers:
"See? That person earlier was definitely a shill. He was even telling the streamer to buy more!"
"Even street food stalls in Dragon Country are full of tricks! Too dangerous!"
"Streamer, hurry up and tell us how bad this place tastes!"
Dragon Country viewers:
"I can understand hiring shills for hot pot restaurants and fancy establishments, but I've never seen anyone hire shills for a street stall. Who would be dumb enough to run a money-losing business?"
"So many people are lining up. This is my first time seeing that. Just how good must those fried noodles be?"
"Why does this snack stall seem familiar? The owner looks a little familiar too!"
Eat chicken without seeing chicken; tofu pudding without using beans!
Several customers bought fried noodles, opened their takeout boxes, and shoveled them into their mouths as they strolled down the street.
When they saw the Stick Nation livestream and its bodyguards, they found it novel and watched while eating.
The rich aroma of fried noodles kept drifting over. The rich heir sniffed and turned his head.
"Ah Ni! Why do those Fried Rice Noodles smell so good?"
His mouth kept watering.