You could do that?

"Everyone, he really didn't cut in line. He traded places with my roommates. The people ahead of and behind them knew about it when they traded. They came early, right when Boss Shen set up, so their spots were all near the front."

Jiang Wenyan stepped forward to explain. As he finished speaking, his roommates came out from behind the stall one after another, nodding in confirmation.

At the sight, the crowd gathered around gradually relaxed, the anger vanishing from their faces.

Quite a few people inwardly kicked themselves. You could do that?

Waiting in such a long line without getting a single bite was truly painful!

Why hadn't they thought of that at the time?

"Sorry, man. I misunderstood you. How much did you pay for that spot?"

One customer stepped forward with a sheepish smile to apologize, casually asking how much the trade had cost.

Lu Xiaotao waved a hand, looking untroubled. "It's fine. If I'd run into something like this, I'd have had my doubts too."

When he said five hundred yuan, everyone present froze, then abandoned any thought of trying it themselves.

Five hundred yuan!

Any customers who had been considering it instantly dropped the idea.

How many scallion pancakes could five hundred yuan buy? At worst, they could come earlier tomorrow to line up.

Once the stall had been packed up, Shen Chuan sat sideways in the cargo bed as usual, looking languid. Jiang Wenyan pressed the accelerator, and the three-wheeler slowly drove out of the bustling food street.

It was nine or ten, the busiest time at the night market, with huge crowds. Jiang Wenyan had asked his roommates to watch his stall so he could keep selling after he returned from dropping Boss Shen off.

Luckily, the city's little yellow shared bikes were easy to use with a quick scan now. Otherwise, his daily trips back and forth would have cost him quite a bit more.

After watching the three-wheeler disappear into the distance, Wen Yang deftly folded up his camera stand, carefully packed the equipment into his backpack, and headed home with light steps.

After getting home and turning on the air conditioner, the first thing he did was head into his study and start working.

The footage for this video had really turned out beautifully. The shots of Boss Shen chopping chives, kneading dough, and tossing pancakes were simply too cool. He didn't want to cut a single frame, so he kept them all.

He edited the video meticulously, from setting out to visit the stall, to arriving at the food street and seeing the long line, to everyone eating their pancakes. With a little heartwarming background music added, it finally froze on the image of Shen Chuan sitting straight-backed on the three-wheeler as it drove away.

Several hours later, once the editing was done, Wen Yang couldn't wait another moment to post the video to his account.

Usually, after posting a video, he would take a break, play games, or scroll through videos. Today, though, he felt a little excited. The food had simply been so delicious that he kept feeling the urge to share it with someone.

Wen Yang simply watched his phone, occasionally scrolling through other videos before quickly returning to check his followers' comments.

Wen Yang had tens of thousands of followers, most of them locals. After a full week without an update, they had long since grown impatient. The moment he posted today's video, some followers spotted it and hurried to tap on it.

As soon as they watched, they discovered a whole new world.

"Oh, in this heat, this stall owner is actually wearing a suit and dress shoes, without a thing out of place. He's completely different from the other owners I've seen at night market stalls."

"So today's theme is a handsome stall owner? Brother Yang always manages to find places we can't."

"The stall is spotless, and the guy is incredibly handsome. Just looking at him is a pleasure. I wonder if the food is any good, though."

While his followers were still wondering how the young owner's food tasted, the camera shifted, and only then did they notice the long line in front of the stall. The camera had pulled back as far as it could, yet still couldn't capture the entire line. It felt as though its end was nowhere in sight.

Before they could wonder whether this was some new internet-famous stall that had hired people to drum up hype, the conversation between Shen Chuan and He Wencai in the video shocked them.

"What's going on? People actually go find ingredients themselves and beg stall owners to cook for them these days, just for a bite to eat?"

"The thing is, he's asking for chive pockets. Something that ordinary, and he needs to go out of his way to find ingredients and beg for them? This is scripted, right? It has to be."

"Exactly, this script is way too over the top. I've certainly never seen anyone bring ingredients to a stall and beg the owner to cook for them, especially something as utterly ordinary as chive pockets. So is this video exposing an internet-famous stall? That would be pretty interesting too."

"I support Brother Yang. He never fakes anything. He really spoils his followers."

Wen Yang scrolled back and forth a few times. When he returned again, he found that followers had already started commenting, but they were all saying that the customer who brought the chives was following a script with Boss Shen. Wen Yang couldn't help frowning.

He owed his chance to eat those delicious chive pockets today to that customer too. So Wen Yang didn't waste a moment. His fingertips flew across the screen as he immediately explained in the comments:

"Guys, it wasn't scripted, and it wasn't fake. When I saw it happen, I was just as shocked as you. I thought the script was too over the top. But when I actually tasted the chive pockets later, I finally understood just how delicious Boss Shen's chive pockets were. He's truly a God of Cooking. If you don't believe me, keep watching."

His followers were still discussing it in the comments when Wen Yang's reply instantly surprised them.

"Holy crap, Brother Yang was actually lurking. He even replied to me specifically."

The follower who had posted that comment was stunned. After reading the reply carefully, several followers fell silent too.

Could business be so bad this year that Brother Yang had started taking money for ads too?

No, Brother Yang's family was well-off. He didn't need that little bit of advertising money. They had visited plenty of places he'd recommended, and the food had all been very good. They would keep watching.

By now, more followers were coming to watch the video. They saw Shen Chuan's eye-catching knife work, as precise as a measuring tool, and the dough wrappers he pressed out in identical sizes as though made by a machine.

His followers were instantly filled with the same amazement as the customers who had watched Shen Chuan chop vegetables and roll out wrappers in person.

When they saw Shen Chuan casually tossing pancakes with those dashing movements, they led straight off with three exclamation marks.

"This owner has some real skills. With craftsmanship like that, no wonder his stall is internet-famous."

"If I walked past and saw such a handsome stall owner, I'd want to try his food too."

"He's handsome and a great cook. No wonder he's so popular. Which food street is this guy in the suit on? Is he local?"

"..."

Drawn in by the chive pockets and scallion pancakes in the video, his followers immediately began asking for the exact location in the comments.

In high spirits, Wen Yang continued interacting with them in the comments, promoting Shen Chuan.

At that moment, though, he felt as if he had rediscovered why he had become a food blogger in the first place: to get more people to appreciate the food he loved, to share it with everyone, and to experience the joy of that appreciation.

Noticing that followers with out-of-town IP addresses were also asking for the address, Wen Yang gave a detailed reply.

"The guy in the suit sets up on Jiangwan Food Street in Jiangwan District, Linyang City. As for the exact spot, get there at four or five and look for the stall with the longest line. That's the one."

Watching the discussion keep growing, Wen Yang was in a wonderful mood.

It was just that editing the video had made him hungry. Now he was desperately craving the taste of those chive pockets and scallion pancakes!