Ma Jiayuan got up early from bed, rode his bicycle, and came to the Sanma Town vegetable market.
Although Ma Jiayuan thought he got up early, it was actually already nine o'clock. In the summer, if it wasn't a market day, the market would actually close very early, after all, few people would go out in the hot sun to buy vegetables.
"Oh no, I won't be able to eat the cake!"
Ma Jiayuan was a little annoyed. He had obviously gotten up very early.
Recalling the most popular post in the forum, someone commented that they were lucky enough to eat it and it tasted great. Of course, more people still didn't believe it and thought Xu Shang couldn't make delicious food.
Ma Jiayuan didn't believe it either, so he wanted to try it himself.
Just when Ma Jiayuan thought he might miss it, he suddenly heard a special voice.
"The world's most delicious food! The most delicious food in the world!"
"Wu Dalang's pancakes have been passed down for 600 years!"
“Found it!”
Ma Jiayuan's eyes lit up and he rode his bike forward. He was really scared by the long queue of people riding his bike.
Looking closely, isn’t that Wu Dalang’s pancake stall at the end of this long line?
“The market is almost empty, how can there be such a long queue?”
Ma Jiayuan found it incredible. He parked his bicycle where he could see it and joined the queue.
After anxiously waiting for a while, Ma Jiayuan finally got the cake.
In fact, he found that Xu Shang was very fast in making pancakes. The reason why he felt he had been waiting for a long time was that the line was so long. Ma Jiayuan couldn't help but look back. After such a long time, the line behind him was still so long.
This is too exaggerated!
I don’t understand whether it was for the purpose of being on TV or if the cake is really that delicious.
However, when Ma Jiayuan got the cake in his hand, he vaguely felt that the latter possibility was quite high.
Because it smelled so good, the aroma of the gravy overflowing from the crust unconsciously penetrated into his nostrils; he couldn't help but look over there, the golden crust was emitting an alluring glow in the sun, but there was no trace of excessive blackening; just by holding it in his hand, his fingers could clearly feel the crispness of the crust.
No matter which aspect, it gives people a very delicious feeling
Now he just wants to take a big bite!
Ma Jiayuan finally overcame his desire with amazing willpower. He rode his bike quickly to an Internet cafe not far away, left his bike behind and locked it, then rushed to the cafe, turned on a computer, took a few photos with his Lugia phone, and uploaded them to the Metamorphosis forum.
"Brothers! I bought the cakes! How about I give you a taste now?"
This post indeed caused a strong reaction, with a lot of replies below.
"Squat down!"
"Speed update!"
"Update quickly!"
Ma Jiayuan was not polite either. He took a big bite of the deluxe version with eggs and ham. His eyes lit up after taking the bite. He quickly took another photo and posted it on the forum, adding some text and expressions.
"Wow! It's so delicious!"
A bunch of more posts immediately appeared below.
"You're kidding! I don't believe Xu Shang can make delicious cakes!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
"I can't even cook, but Xu Shang can make cakes, and they're so delicious! No, I don't believe it!"
“But this cake looks really delicious!”
The photos taken by Ma Jiayuan are so appetizing. The crust looks very crispy, and the meat filling is very full. There is also a lot of gravy on it. The filling is also mixed with large pieces of diced meat that Xu Shang deliberately reserved.
"Gurgle."
At least some of the friends in front of the screen have already started to swallow their saliva.
"Pair it with Sprite! It's even more delicious!"
Ma Jiayuan posted a photo of the Sprite he just bought. His boastful tone made his friends on the forum want to kick him through the Internet.
"I can't stop eating. This is the last bite!"
Ma Jiayuan swallowed the last bite reluctantly, looking at the empty plastic bag with an unsatisfied look. His head shuddered, and he suddenly remembered that he had made a fatal mistake.
"Ahhh! Why did I only buy one piece of cake? Am I stupid? I waited in such a long line and I only bought one piece! I'm so stupid!"
However, Ma Jiayuan's words not only failed to arouse the sympathy of the netizens, but were met with all kinds of ridicule and sarcasm, and his tone was full of jealousy.
However, more netizens looked at Ma Jiayuan's reaction and basically confirmed a fact in their hearts.
That is, maybe, just maybe, this cake is really delicious!
At this time, a friend posted a message: "I think I will pass by that place tomorrow, great! I can go buy some and eat it!"
"So, it seems I just happened to be passing by... that means I just walked an extra 40 kilometers!"
"Fuck, if this can be considered passing by, then my 80 kilometers can also be considered passing by!"
"Tsk! Just 200 kilometers! I'll pass by for you to see!"
…
The next day, local residents suddenly found some unfamiliar faces on the streets of Sanma Town. Of course, there were quite a few people in the town, so it was not surprising to see some unfamiliar faces. However, the appearance of some cars with unfamiliar license plates was very curious.
In particular, there are good cars like BMW, Audi, and Cadillac. Such good cars rarely appear in Sanma Town unless it is during festivals.
After all, everyone is still very poor now.
The owner of a small shop handed a pack of cigarettes to a Cadillac owner and asked, "Are you from out of town?"
"yes."
"What are you doing in Sanma Town? Business?"
"I was just bored, so I drove out for a stroll. It looks like the scenery here is pretty good, so it's a good place to travel."
Are you here for tourism?
The owner of the convenience store was stunned. These days people prefer to go to big cities, and he has rarely seen anyone traveling to a small town like theirs.
The car owner changed the subject: "Actually, I heard that there is a Wu Dalang sesame cake shop in your Sanma Town, and it is particularly delicious. So I came to take a look."
Just for a sesame bun?
The shop owner was dumbfounded again. He couldn't help asking, "On your way? So where were you going originally?"
"I was originally going to Ba City, but now I'm going through Jing City. I'm just passing by."
Can this be called a shortcut?
The shop owner was speechless. It was obvious that the road from Jing City to Sanma Town was dozens of kilometers long. Moreover, the direction was exactly the same as the direction to Ba City, one was in the south and the other was in the north!
Traveling almost a hundred kilometers back and forth just to eat a sesame bun?
Are rich people really that idle?
"Oh, yes. Boss, I want to ask, do you know where you sell these Wu Dalang sesame cakes?"
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