Chapter 98 Celebrities Come to Eat at Snack Stalls
Su Yingxue smiled slightly, looked at the director's retreating figure in the distance who was comforting Zhou You, and said softly, "Just do your own job."
Zhou You rushed back to his stall, his face still grim: "Miss Su, I'm so sorry! The director is here on a clandestine inspection today..."
Su Yingxue packed the last steamed bun into a box: "Manager Zhou, don't worry. I'll be back tomorrow."
Zhou You hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded emphatically, "Okay! I'll arrange the best seat for you tomorrow!"
He Rongrong leaned closer and whispered, "Sister Su, is the director really coming again?"
Su Yingxue gazed at the setting sun in the distance, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Yes, they will. Because good food will always attract people."
In the distance, the bureau chief walked along, savoring the flatbread he had just bought, nodding with satisfaction. Tomorrow, he would bring more people to try this hidden delicacy.
On the third day of the food festival, a long queue formed in front of Su Yingxue's mutton flatbread stall.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, even the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau came to buy these kang-fu (a type of flatbread)!"
"Really? That must taste delicious!"
"It was worth the 20-minute wait! The lamb filling is amazing!"
Su Yingxue methodically flipped the flatbreads on the griddle, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her face as she listened to the constant stream of praise. He Rongrong, on the other hand, was so busy she didn't even have time to drink water.
"Sister Su, should we hire another person?" He Rongrong asked, wiping the sweat from her brow. "The line stretches all the way to the sausage stand!"
Su Yingxue smiled and shook her head: "Let's wait and see."
She looked up at the center of the square; the news that the bureau chief had visited yesterday had clearly spread. Several online celebrities with selfie sticks were crowding in front of the stall, livestreaming, their cameras focused on the golden, crispy flatbread in her hand.
"Family members! This is the mutton flatbread that even the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau came to try!"
"Double tap 666, guys! This tastes amazing!"
However, her good fortune didn't last long. On the morning of the fourth day, as soon as Su Yingxue set up her stall, she discovered that several other "competitors" had appeared in the square.
"Authentic Kaifeng mutton flatbread, ten yuan each!"
"The old-fashioned charcoal-fired flatbread is even better than the one next door!"
"Teached personally by an apprentice, he returned to Kaifeng in one go!"
He Rongrong stormed back, fuming: "Sister Su! Five or six mutton flatbread shops have suddenly appeared! And they all claim to be time-honored brands from Kaifeng!"
Su Yingxue was skillfully shaping the steamed buns when she heard this, and simply raised an eyebrow: "There's only ever one genuine one."
She looked up at the new stalls—some had dry, hard buns, some had bland mutton fillings, and some even just used ready-made dough filled with cooked meat. After trying them, customers returned to her stall and lined up again.
"I knew it! Sister Su's food is the best!"
"Those are all cunning copycats; they're nothing like me!"
"Sister Su, I went to Kaifeng yesterday to eat the authentic version, and it tastes exactly the same as yours!"
Su Yingxue smiled and added an extra spoonful of mutton filling to her regular customer's plate: "Thank you for your patronage."
He Qianyu is currently filming a modern drama near Ancheng. She is reviewing the script.
He Qianyu's assistant was idly scrolling through his phone when his eyes suddenly lit up. He was originally from Zhengzhou, and seeing familiar hometown food, he happily clicked the like button, only to realize that the young woman selling mutton flatbread in the video looked very familiar.
"Wait a minute..." The assistant rubbed his eyes, zoomed in on the video, and looked closely. "Isn't this Su Yingxue, the one who delivered lunchboxes to the crew before?"
He quickly nudged He Qianyu, who was memorizing his lines: "Qianyu-ge! Quick, look at Douyin! There's a super popular mutton flatbread stall, the owner..."
He Qianyu had lost a lot of weight recently due to the requirements of his new role, and could only eat boiled vegetables every day, making him look quite haggard. He was worrying about his boxed lunch when he heard this and casually glanced at his assistant's phone screen.
"Oh, just a pancake seller," he casually remarked, preparing to hang up and continue memorizing his lines.
"Wait!" the assistant hurriedly stopped her. "Take a closer look at that boss! Isn't he Su Yingxue, the one who delivered your lunchboxes in Hengdian before?"
Upon hearing this, He Qianyu picked up his phone again. In the video, Su Yingxue was skillfully flipping the flatbreads on the griddle, sunlight shining on her focused profile, so familiar that it made his heart skip a beat.
"You didn't share this video with anyone else, did you?" He Qianyu suddenly sat up straight, her voice filled with unbelievable surprise.
"Report it, block it? It doesn't seem to be trending much. It should get more popular later. There are only a few dozen likes." He Qianyu muttered to herself for a while.
"Brother, what are you doing?" The assistant asked, puzzled, as He Qianyu muttered to himself.
"Hmm... It just so happens that the female lead has scenes tomorrow, so let's go to March Mountain for a trip. They say there's a food festival there. Can you help me postpone the promotional photoshoot?" He Qianyu made the decision in no time.
"Food, here I come." He Qianyu looked down and saw the group chat for the food team, the one they were looking for Su Yingxue's lunchbox. The group included Shen Yu, Old Hou, himself, Hou Yiming, and Ye Feifei, who joined later.
So many people? I'll have to go eat there secretly. Otherwise, Su Yingxue will run away again.
Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on He Qianyu's handsome face. "Hehehe, good fortune has come my way this time,"
After hanging up the phone, He Qianyu immediately dropped a bombshell in the "Foodie Squad" group chat: "Guys, I've discovered a hidden gem of a food stall! Their mutton flatbread is absolutely amazing!"
The moment the message was sent, the group chat exploded.
"Which Michelin restaurant is it this time?" Shen Yu replied instantly, adding an eye-rolling emoji.
"Stop messing around, aren't you young people on a diet lately?" Old Hou's avatar popped up.
He Qianyu typed smugly: "This time it really isn't Michelin, it's a roadside stall! But you'd never guess who the owner is..."
"Who is it?" Ye Feifei's curiosity was piqued.
"I won't tell you." He Qianyu typed these few words and immediately turned off his phone. He imagined Su Yingxue's surprised expression when he saw her tomorrow, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
The next morning, He Qianyu got up especially early. He used the excuse that the female lead had to change the filming schedule at the last minute to persuade the director to let him rest for a day. Before leaving, he even looked at himself in the mirror again and again to make sure that although he had lost a lot of weight, he was still incredibly handsome.
"Brother Qianyu, about the promotional photos..." the assistant asked cautiously.
"Postpone it, postpone it," He Qianyu waved her hand, "The food festival is the most important!"
The food festival at March Mountain was even more bustling than yesterday. He Qianyu, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, covered himself up completely, revealing only his eyes. He pulled his assistant along, pretending to stroll around casually, but his eyes were actually glued to the navigation.
"Turn left up ahead and you'll find the food area," the assistant whispered.
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