Diners continued to queue in front of the stall.
They were all discussing what had just happened.
Many people were taking photos.
Unaware of the situation, Xiao Wang took photos to document the scene, fearing the owner of the delicious steamed bun stall might be scammed.
It's best if it's not used.
It wasn't that he was maliciously speculating about people's hearts, but these kinds of things happen so often that you have to be prepared for any eventuality before doing anything good.
Otherwise, you'll be in trouble if you get scammed.
Lin Zhou's first reaction was the same; he guessed that the person had eaten a steamed bun and then collapsed. He didn't expect that the woman was just suffering from hypoglycemia.
It taught everyone a lesson; no one expected that a hypoglycemic episode could be so serious.
After Lin Zhou finished eating the fried skewers, the second batch of steamed buns was ready.
The queue began to move.
Everyone's attention returned to the steamed buns.
"Boss, I want ten red bean buns and ten char siu buns."
"Boss, I'd like two red bean paste ones and two char siu ones."
"I want two of each too."
"......"
Watching the people in front of me leave carrying steamed buns, there were quite a few of them.
Xiao Wang and Wen Nan were both getting anxious.
"Why aren't there so many people ahead of us? What if we don't get a turn?"
In this kind of situation, it's fine to buy more yourself, but it's frustrating to see others buying more.
They were afraid that when it was their turn, it would be too late.
"That's right, I just saw that person carrying two big bags of steamed buns, at least a dozen of them."
"Ugh, there are still about ten people ahead of me, I'm so anxious!"
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