A short while later, a local man brought out a plate of freshly bought mutton and a family-style platter to the tourists.
The tourists were so excited that they transferred all the money for the mutton family feast and the thousand-dollar tip.
No, family members, who would understand?
I've been in Baihe for three days, and I'm finally able to eat this bowl of vermicelli soup!
Although the local men were tempted, the thought that a bowl of vermicelli soup could be resold for a thousand dollars was a sure-fire way to make money, so they were willing to skip a meal.
The man took the money, reluctantly stopped watching the soup, and left immediately.
Seeing this, Xiaoyu, who was standing next to her, suddenly felt that it was a bit silly of her to stay up every day and queue up at two or three in the morning.
Why did others think of buying things through proxy, but she didn't?
After staying up for several nights, she developed dark circles under her eyes.
"You can even hire someone to queue for you? Why didn't I think of that!"
Xiaoyu warmed her hands with hot water and sighed as she spoke to Xiaoshuai beside her.
Xiao Shuai remained silent.
If he doesn't want to queue up himself, he has an assistant.
There's no need to get up at dawn every day to queue.
But why? Use your imagination.
"You have to put in the effort of queuing up yourself, so it tastes even better. Don't you think Mr. Lin's vermicelli soup is always delicious?"
Xiao Shuai was seriously trying to fool people.
Xiaoyu nodded thoughtfully, "That seems to make sense."
She, a southern girl with a poor appetite, was able to finish a bowl of vermicelli soup made by Boss Lin.
She couldn't finish all the meat in the family meal, but she could take it to the hotel and have the hotel kitchen heat it up for her, which would also add a dish to her lunch and dinner.
Getting up early to queue for a bowl of vermicelli soup made by Boss Lin can really brighten your day.
Xiaoyu instantly forgot about wanting someone to queue for her, her eyes darting around, looking at this and that.
"There are so many foreigners today. Over there, dozens of people are foreigners."
Xiao Shuai saw it too, but before he could say anything, Xiao Yu's gaze shifted elsewhere.
"Look, there are so many online celebrities and bloggers here, including some I follow. Just now, someone went up to them and asked for a photo."
Xiao Shuai couldn't keep up with Xiao Yu's rapid shifts in topic when he tried to reply.
I had no choice but to listen attentively, nodding in agreement from time to time.
"By the way, the Baihe morning market is all the rage, right? Our Sichuan Culture and Tourism also released a promotional video, it's hilarious."
Speaking of this, Xiaoyu thought of the promotional video for Sichuan Culture and Tourism that she had seen during the day.
"I guess it was because the Baihe morning market became popular and attracted a lot of tourists. Many cities were promoting their own cities online, and Sichuan wanted to learn from that, so he posted a video. And guess what happened?"
Xiaoyu was overjoyed and took out her phone to show Xiaoshuai the comment section of the video he had liked.
The video mainly shows that the Baihe morning market is popular, the Sichuan night market has applied to participate, and they hope that Mr. Lin can set up a stall in Sichuan. Sichuan Culture and Tourism welcomes Mr. Lin, etc.
The photos of Sichuan cuisine look really tempting.
But the comments section tells a different story.
The comments below are full of netizens with the ID "Sichuan" trying to sabotage the discussion.
"You can burn your own people, why did you have to burn my dear friend from out of town?"
"Okay, get off the table. We, Sichuan, won't be standing this round."
"You're stringing eight chicken feet together? How dare you compare your prices to those in Baihe?"
"Let me explain to my friends from other places that the barbecue in Sichuan is very expensive, but the spicy hot pot is not cheap either, and there's no Boss Lin setting up a stall here!"
"The following pictures show the food I bought at the night market; you can see the prices for yourselves!"
"..."
Xu Xiaoshuai was utterly astonished by the backstabbing in these comments.
Are the people of Sichuan really so disrespectful to Sichuan's cultural and tourism sector?
This is completely different from what they do in the north.
If this happened in the North, and a shop dared to be this shady, the Northerners would teach them a lesson.
It really won't be open for long before it goes out of business.
"Did these chicken feet break some kind of divine law?"
When Xiao Shuai saw a chicken foot covered in bamboo skewers—so many that it would burst open if any more were stuck in it—he completely lost control of his expression.
"Are prices really that outrageous where you are?"
Xiaoyu finished laughing and nodded very seriously.
"I didn't think it was expensive before, but compared to the prices in Baihe, it is expensive."
Xiao Shuai hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"The prices in Harbin are about the same as in Baihe. Mr. Nenglin, how about you go to Harbin for fun after you close your shop tomorrow?"
We'll talk about that later.
Xiaoyu neither said it was good nor bad.
She gave Xiao Shuai a slight smile.
He immediately looked down at his phone again.
It has to be said that the internet has been really lively lately.
The Baihe River became a hit in major cities, and everyone remembers it vividly.
Although they are not as close to Eguo as the Baihe Morning Market, Boss Lin can still try to get them.
As a result, cultural and tourism accounts from major cities across the internet started posting videos, hoping that Mr. Lin would set up a stall in their city.
The benefits given to each person have become a competition.
They wished they could immediately seduce Boss Lin and bring him to their city.
Then netizens in major cities joined in the commotion.
If Boss Lin can set up a stall in Baihe, why can't he set up a stall in their city?
They have extras all over the country, so what if Boss Lin sets up a stall all over the country? It's not like they can't afford to eat.
The topic is gaining more and more attention.
Mr. Lin's regular customers were really anxious.
They were afraid that Boss Lin would really travel all over the country.
How are they going to catch up with them?
However, the number of regular diners is still too small compared to the number of netizens who just want to join in the fun.
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