The blogger was going this big?

Wen Yang had already decided to go to the food street again tomorrow afternoon and line up for scallion pancakes. He just didn't know whether there would be chive pockets tomorrow.

Besides, when Boss Shen packed up his stall, he hadn't specifically said whether he would be setting up tomorrow. What a headache.

"Ah!"

Wen Yang propped his chin on his hand and couldn't help sighing. Boss Shen had requirements for the ingredients he used at his stall. Otherwise, Wen Yang would have brought his own ingredients over for chive pockets too.

Unfortunately, his family didn't live in the countryside or own any farmland. Getting hold of free-range eggs and vegetables grown without pesticides was pretty difficult.

After lamenting that, Wen Yang opened the app again and continued scrolling through the latest comments. It had been a long time since he'd made a video that got much attention, and this one might surpass his previous best.

He still cared a great deal about the reactions from his fans and other viewers.

When he refreshed the comments this time, Wen Yang noticed there were still plenty of skeptical voices beneath the video, calling it staged.

It was mainly the scene at the beginning, where He Wencai carried chives and eggs over and begged Shen Chuan to make chive pockets. It was a little too exaggerated and really did look scripted. It was a scorching day, and the line in front of the stall was frighteningly long.

These days, so many people lining up for a roadside stall was simply beyond comprehension.

"Something just feels off. Is it really good enough to stand in line for an hour or two to buy?"

"Exactly. It's so hot and sunny, and at five in the afternoon the sunlight is so glaring you can barely open your eyes. To put it bluntly, I wouldn't line up even if you paid me, let alone line up for chive pockets and scallion pancakes."

"It's not like I've never seen those flying scallion pancakes before. The owner looks cool tossing them, but no matter how cool his moves are, aren't they still just scallion pancakes? What else could they possibly taste like?"

Everyone had their own ideas. Once enough people watched the video, differences of opinion naturally emerged. Some firmly believed it and planned to go buy some tomorrow, so naturally, others doubted it and didn't believe it.

When Wen Yang saw those skeptical comments, he didn't explain himself to each person.

He had been a food blogger for quite a while. Sometimes, being too eager and going too far with explanations only made people more contrary, so his replies were simple.

He just told those skeptical fans to go buy some tomorrow and try it. If it wasn't good, not only would he cover their food, but he would also treat them to another meal at a big hotel in the city center, at a place of their choosing.

That greatly piqued the viewers' curiosity.

The blogger was going this big?

Soon, a longtime local customer who went to eat Shen Chuan's snacks whenever he set up his stall came across the video.

At first, he watched it with great interest. As he watched, he suddenly noticed people in the comments questioning Boss Shen's cooking skills, and he immediately got worked up too.

Boss Shen's cooking skills were no exaggeration. How could anyone question them?

Although Boss Shen liked showing off a little and acted like some ancestor everyone had to cater to when running his stall, he had put up with every bit of it for the sake of that food.

He hadn't even said anything himself. How could he let people online bad-mouth him!

"I'm a loyal fan of that stall. There's no questioning Boss Shen's cooking skills. They're absolutely first-rate. Whether it's his scallion pancakes or chive pockets, they taste better than you could ever imagine. You're only asking these questions because you've never tried them.

"Trust me, as soon as you walk up to Boss Shen's stall and smell that aroma, you'll all find yourselves pulling out your money to buy one and try it, because you won't be able to resist. You really won't."

"If you don't believe me, check my profile. I have videos of myself lining up there every day as proof. I'm a genuine loyal fan!"

The viewers had originally been ready to argue with him, but when he told them to look at his account, their curiosity was piqued, and they clicked on his profile.

One look, and-good grief-he really was a foodie. Every single video showed him eating in all sorts of places.

And it wasn't just a day or two. He had filmed for quite a few days. That wasn't the point, though. The point was that all the food posts he'd filmed over the past few days featured food from the very stall Wen Yang had recommended.

Every video showed him holding a chive pocket or a scallion pancake and wolfing it down in huge bites.

In one clip, a chive pocket fell on the ground. He glanced around a few times, picked it up, blew on it a few times, and carried on eating as if nothing had happened. He had most likely forgotten he was filming at the time. His eyes narrowed as he ate, and he was clearly very satisfied with the taste of the chive pocket in his mouth.

He had even added voice-overs.

"I passed a chive pocket stall today and heard they were ten yuan each. I don't know why, but even though I knew I was being a sucker, I still bought one because it smelled so good. After I finished it-it was so delicious-I turned back, but the owner had already packed up. I missed out on a hundred million. Not happy."

"I came to buy chive pockets again today. Chive pockets this good? I'm going to eat my fill..."

"Boohoo, the chive pocket guy didn't set up his stall today! Why didn't he set up? I didn't even eat lunch because I was saving it all for this meal, and he didn't set up! He took the day off."

"Today, the owner made scallion pancakes. No matter what, I'm going to eat my fill..."

The third video in particular had a sobbing voice-over, while the footage showed him squatting at the empty stall space, looking up at the sky, his whole body exuding desolation.

The fans didn't know whether to laugh or cry as they watched, and they grew even more curious about the young man in a suit and his stall.

"This is a personal account with only a few hundred followers. Everything he films is just himself buying food. He probably isn't a shill."

"You know, the way he eats really does whet your appetite. Watching him made me crave it too. I'm going to that stall tomorrow to buy a scallion pancake and see just how good it is."

Whether this loyal fan's videos dispelled the viewers' doubts was unclear, but they certainly made some locals crave the food. Quite a few people said they wanted to go try it.

The longer the video had been up, the more people watched it. As the views increased, the app started promoting it too, making the video even more popular.

Quite a few regulars at Shen Chuan's stall came across the video and left comments about how they had discovered this hidden-gem stall. Many also uploaded photos they had taken on their visits.

As they shared, more and more people grew curious.

The next day, Shen Chuan woke up and checked the time. It was only seven.

After running his stall for two days straight, his arms had been terribly sore by the time he got home from work. Last night, he had been so tired that he went straight to sleep at ten.

He had originally wanted to stay up studying some show-off quotes and properly learn how to show off better.

Instead, after taking a shower and eating dinner, he had fallen asleep without doing anything.

Now that he was awake, the first thing he did was check how many Show-off Points he had.

[Show-off Points: 890!]

A little more than expected.

If he sold food for another day today, he should be able to redeem a recipe costing a thousand Show-off Points, and there would be a few more varieties to choose from.

After weighing it up, Shen Chuan decided to work another day.

Once he had settled his plans, he was in no hurry to get out of bed. Instead, he picked up his phone and started scrolling through videos.

But after only a few videos, he saw himself in one!