"Here it comes~"
The fried food stall owner shrugged, turned around, and went back to his stall to sit and relax.
I had some delicious steamed buns today, what a worthwhile day!
......
At seven o'clock in the morning, Xiao Wang finished washing up and left early, driving to Huaguoshan Park to buy the same kind of steamed buns that Wen Nan had eaten yesterday.
If it weren't for the steamed buns, he wouldn't have the motivation to get up so early.
Indeed, the power of foodies is great.
But when he arrived at the location, Xiao Wang parked his car and wandered around. Apart from a few old men exercising, there was no sign of anyone selling steamed buns in the square.
Xiao Wang searched around but couldn't find the steamed buns, so he ran to the old man exercising under the pavilion and asked him about them.
"Sir, I'd like to ask if they sell steamed buns on Flower Fruit Mountain?"
An elderly man practicing Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade): ? ? ?
Where can I buy steamed buns in the park?
"No, I want to eat steamed buns. Turn right 500 meters ahead and keep going straight until you reach the end of the road. That's where the farmers' market is. They sell steamed buns there."
"Oh, thank you, sir."
Xiao Wang scratched his head, somewhat bewildered.
Wen Nan said she bought it at Huaguoshan Park.
He came over early this morning, why isn't he here?
After walking around the square again, Xiao Wang still couldn't find any steamed buns for sale, so he sent a message to Wen Nan.
After waiting for a while without receiving a reply, I gave up and drove straight to work.
They came full of enthusiasm, but left disappointed.
I was so excited the whole way.
There wasn't even a trace of anyone selling steamed buns.
On the other side, Wen Nan, who woke up at the last alarm, had no time to look at her phone. She got up to deal with Baozi first, and then brushed her teeth and washed her face.
I rushed out the door at 7:40, even bringing my steamed buns to eat on my way to work.
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