Hou Haoran swallowed the last bite. He was still reluctant to throw away the paper bag containing the scallion pancake. He smelled it and could still smell the scallion pancake. It smelled so good that he wanted to eat another one.

He glanced at his phone; work starts at eight, and it's only seven-thirty now. It seems like he can still make it by buying another copy. He can just scan a shared card and head over to the office later.

"Yes! Let's do it this way, buy another one."

If a grown man eats only a scallion pancake for breakfast, wouldn't he starve to death before noon?

So he turned back.

Shi Yi had just finished watching two videos when she saw a figure lingering in front of her stall. She assumed it was the second customer, but it turned out to be the same person from before.

"Is there something wrong with the scallion pancake?" Shi Yi asked rather cautiously.

This is her first time making scallion pancakes. Although she bought the skill, she hasn't tasted her own yet, so she doesn't really know how well it turns out. But judging from the appearance, it should look pretty good.

It's not burnt, so it should be cooked through.

It smelled delicious, but she didn't have much of an appetite right now, so she didn't make one for herself.

Looking at the person in front of her, Shi Yi wondered: Could it be that things have gone wrong?

The third hurdle seems to be really difficult to overcome.

But if he comes back to settle accounts with her, where did the scallion pancake go? Shi Yi saw that his hands were empty, but his mouth was a little greasy.

"No, I just—wanted to buy another one." Hou Haoran blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed. He had eaten too fast; would the owner think he was a pig?

They haven't eaten in eight hundred years.

Sigh, if only I had just bought two, I wouldn't be in this awkward situation now.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they're not here to settle accounts, it seems their scallion pancakes are quite good; they've already gained repeat customers so quickly. This person only walked a few steps and finished eating.

That shows how delicious her scallion pancakes are!

"Okay, ten yuan."

Hou Haoran immediately paid the money, and then stared at Shi Yi's actions again. The process was the same as before, and the aroma of the scallion pancake wafted into his nose.

It smells amazing! How can it smell so good?

"Takeaway? Or would you like to eat it right away?"

"Let's pack it up." He'll eat it at the office, otherwise he's worried about being late.

Shi Yi put a plastic bag over the paper bag and handed it to him.

Hou Haoran accepted it, saying, "Thanks, boss."

This time he really left, directly scanning a shared bike. He hung the scallion pancake on the handlebars, and the aroma wafted over when the wind blew.

Just then, someone happened to pass by.

"What smells so good?"

Look up and look to the left of the subway station entrance. There's a stall selling hand-pulled pancakes.

"Does this scallion pancake smell really good?"

When I got to the stall, I saw that a scallion pancake cost ten yuan!

"Boss, your scallion pancake is a bit pricey, isn't it? Ten yuan a serving? I had one yesterday that cost about the same as yours for only seven yuan."

The man shook his head, looking at Shi Yi in front of him, and felt more and more that young people nowadays don't value money.

"Who would spend ten yuan to buy breakfast at the subway entrance?"

Usually, people just buy a few steamed buns for four or five yuan to get by.

A seven-yuan hand-pulled pancake is alright, but a ten-yuan one is not so good, is it?

Shi Yi said calmly, "That young man just bought two portions."

man:"......"

"Young people these days really don't know how to save money. They take the subway to and from get off work, but they still spend so much money on such expensive hand-pulled pancakes."

Shi Yi sighed helplessly. The man in front of her was only in his thirties or forties. Why did he love to complain like this?