Divorced, Dad, and Delicious: The CEO Ex-Wife's Pursuit
Chapter 32

Divorced with a Child, Running a Stall, My CEO Ex-Wife Chases Me Back

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"Is it even good? Nobody's buying it!"

"On such a lively Night Market Street, no queue definitely means it's not good!"

Panda Loves Food looked at the comments, then at the barbecue stall in front of her, and said in confusion:

"That can't be right. When I came last week, the line here was crazy long. Why is nobody lining up today? So weird!"

The comments immediately erupted with complaints.

"What kind of authentic local foodie are you? You don't even know which places are popular, and you call yourself a streamer?"

"I'm coming to Jiangcheng on a business trip tomorrow. I was planning to check out this Night Market Street, but now I don't want to go!"

"Streamer, you're really unprofessional. None of the stalls you introduced have a line. Their food must suck!"

"Exactly! And you recommended them to us? Isn't that misleading people?"

Panda Loves Food was on the verge of breaking down as she watched the barrage of criticism.

"Guys, trust me! That braised meat wrap stall and this squid stall really used to have huge lines. I swear I wasn't lying to you!"

There were also locals from Jiangcheng in the chat, and one of them spoke up fairly.

"Changlin Road Night Market Street really does have a lot of good food. I've had that braised meat wrap before, and it was pretty tasty."

Panda Loves Food said, "Guys, maybe today is just a special case. I'll take you to the next stall. Liu's Fried Noodles is also really good..."

When Panda Loves Food reached the mouth of the alley, she found that Liu's Fried Noodles was gone.

"Uh... Master Liu didn't set up today?"

The comments began roasting her again.

"Streamer, you're hopeless. Where's this Liu's Fried Noodles? I don't see it anywhere!"

"I watched this stream for ages and got nothing out of it. Looks like this Night Market Street has nothing at all. Boring!"

Panda Loves Food was about to cry.

What was going on today?

Why were all those snack stalls that usually had lines completely empty now?

Just as she was wondering about it,

several Finance and Trade college students rushed into the camera frame and hurried past.

"Hurry, hurry! The fried noodles are almost sold out!"

"Ahhh! I've been craving Boss Lu's fried noodles for two days! I didn't get any yesterday, so I have to get some today!"

"I heard from the class rep that there's a new item today, something called Ice Crystal Cake. It's insanely good, and there's a purchase limit. Let's go check it out!"

Before Panda Loves Food could react, the comments started flooding in.

"Streamer, what are they talking about? Boss Lu's fried noodles? Sounds delicious. Go take a look!"

"A new discovery! Is there something tasty inside the alley? Hurry over and check it out!"

"Does the streamer even know this place or not? If you don't, don't stream! Follow them and take a look!"

Panda Loves Food finally snapped out of it and turned the camera toward the direction the students had run.

Deep in the alley, there was actually a stall packed with customers.

It stood in stark contrast to all the other stalls, which had no customers at all.

"What stall is that? I've never seen it before..."

Panda Loves Food said blankly.

The comments were starting to lose patience.

"Quit the damn nonsense and get over there!"

"This streamer is useless. None of the snacks she recommended have customers, but she doesn't even know the place that's actually packed."

"Go into the alley! I want to see what that insanely delicious Ice Crystal Cake looks like!"

Panda Loves Food no longer knew how to host the stream. She could only let the comments direct her as she walked inside.

"Boss Lu, do you have any Mung Bean Paste left?"

"Sorry, it's sold out."

"Damn! So being one minute late really is too late!"

"Why is there a purchase limit on the Ice Crystal Cake? I finished two boxes in less than a minute and still want more!"

"That guy up front ordering ten portions of fried noodles is going too far! Are you a damn reseller? There's a huge line behind you! Why are you so selfish?"

"Miss, why are you cutting in line?"

"Big brother, I had something to do and got here late. Can you let me cut in? I can add you on WeChat."

"Quit acting cute. Even calling me Dad won't help. Get to the back and line up. Women only slow down my noodle-eating speed!"

"..."

"Boss Lu, can you fry a few more portions per wok? I can't wait anymore. I can't stop drooling!"

There were a full forty or fifty customers lined up in front of Lu Qin's fried noodle stall.

The line stretched like a dragon.

Even the vendors selling Oden and sushi had abandoned their own stalls to line up for fried noodles.

The scene was spectacular.

Panda Loves Food and the viewers in her livestream were stunned!

A few seconds later,

the comments flooded the screen.

"There are so many people at this fried noodle stall. It must be delicious!"

"Oh my god, the stall owner is so handsome! Total heartthrob!"

"Look! That handsome boss flips the wok so fast and steadily. You can tell he's a professional!"

"This is way too popular! How good does his food have to be?"

"Say something, streamer. Did you go dumb?"

"I'm dying. Look at the streamer's dumbfounded face. She didn't even know about such a packed stall!"

Panda Loves Food was a little dazed by the sight before her.

When had this fried noodle stall appeared?

No wonder the other stalls were barely doing any business. This one had stolen all their customers!

She did not even bother responding to the comments and squeezed straight to the front.

"Hey, what are you doing? You, lady—go line up in the back!"

"Is she streaming?"

"The camera just swept past me. Am I on TV now?"

"Come on, watch me flash a peace sign at the fried noodles!"

Panda Loves Food squeezed her way to the front of the fried noodle stall.

Her phone camera aimed at Lu Qin.

"Wow! This young boss is seriously unbelievably handsome!"

She caught a customer who had bought fried noodles and asked:

"Handsome, may I ask if this fried noodles stall is good?"

The man looked at her as if she were an idiot.

His expression seemed to say: With this many people lining up, do you think it's good or not? What a damn stupid question!

"Buy raw rice noodles. We'll take them to Boss Lu and have him fry them!"

Normally, if a streamer like Panda Loves Food showed up at the Night Market Street, she would attract at least some attention.

But the customers at Lu Qin's fried noodle stall had no interest in anything else.

Everyone stared eagerly at the iron wok, craning their necks in anticipation.

At Lu Qin's fried noodle stall, a bunch of food lovers who had gotten their portions simply stood there and shoveled down the fried noodles.

The rich aroma of fried noodles filled the air.

Panda Loves Food was a foodie herself, and the moment she caught the scent, her mouth began watering.

She hurried to the back to join the line.

The viewers in the livestream were also full of anticipation.

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