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Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 31: This Is What Professional Means

Author: Northern Sweet Potato
updatedAt: 2025-11-07

CHAPTER 31: CHAPTER 31: THIS IS WHAT PROFESSIONAL MEANS

"Boss, you’re really putting in the effort. This meat tastes fresh, and if I’m not mistaken, you’re not using water to steam the buns, but broth, right?"

"There’s a layer of oil on the outside of these steamed buns, which not only keeps them warm but also enhances the flavor. Most importantly, it prevents them from sticking together. Honestly, I’ve lived in Yuhang for over 20 years and never had such tasty xiaolongbao. Boss, your skills are truly remarkable."

Chen Xuanxuan is a straightforward girl, never stingy with her compliments.

In her opinion, acknowledging others’ excellence is a simple thing.

When Wang Fan heard Chen Xuanxuan’s words, he knew she was indeed an expert, as what she said matched the system’s explanation exactly.

However, he was a bit too busy at the moment, thanked her repeatedly for her support, and quickly started picking out buns for people.

Li Wei heard Chen Xuanxuan’s words and was full of admiration for her. After all, when it comes to eating buns, she could articulate so well, while he could only exclaim how awesome it was.

Doing the same thing as impressive people is never wrong, so he also bought 20 buns.

Feng Haoyu looked at him in confusion, "Dude, can you really eat 20 of those?"

Li Wei patted his stomach, "You have no idea about my appetite."

The two chatted and gradually walked away, as workers can’t stay in one place too long apart from their workstation and the restroom.

But their departure didn’t affect Wang Fan’s business. His stall was already surrounded by more people.

"Oh my, I said I’d buy a few to eat on the car, but I ate half of them right after paying. The taste is just irresistible."

"I’ve been eating pre-made buns for over half a year, and it’s rare to finally taste handmade buns. I must eat my fill. Boss, give me 20."

"Who doesn’t agree? Those pre-made buns have soft, lifeless dough with no chewiness, and the filling tastes entirely of spices. Without the label, I wouldn’t even know what meat filling I ate. Boss, pack me 50, I want my goddess to try these buns."

"Hey, guys, can you make room after buying? There’s still a line behind here."

Seeing the sea of people in front, Wang Fan couldn’t help but sigh, indeed, this is the world’s largest community with truly a lot of people.

With snacks like these, the scariest thing is customer feedback.

Of course, the best advertising is also customer feedback.

The ingredients selected for Wang Fan’s buns were all carefully chosen by the system. Although they are budget-friendly pork, they are from healthy, recently slaughtered pigs.

And with the system’s perfect spice mix and flawless technique, the feedback was just as expected.

The way people wouldn’t leave after buying the buns, eating right in front of the stall, could let others know just how delicious this bun stall’s offerings truly were.

This person wanted 10, that one wanted 20, another wanted 5; the buns in the refrigerated ingredient box disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And then...

"They’re all gone, not a single one left."

Wang Fan pointed to the empty refrigerated ingredient box.

A man in his forties tiptoed to look in the box but indeed saw nothing.

The man shook his head in disappointment and left.

The customers behind who heard there were no buns left were also somewhat disappointed. A few regular bun lovers couldn’t help but complain, "Boss, is this your first day in business? Making so few buns, are you underestimating the strength of our world’s largest community?"

"Exactly, exactly. We don’t have much else but people. No matter how much stuff you bring, as long as it’s not too awful, you’ll leave empty-handed."

"Boss, we’re very dissatisfied with your small thinking. We hope tomorrow you can bring twice as many buns."

"I think you can just bring the whole setup for steaming buns. With your skills, you wouldn’t stop selling all day here."

Chu Mingyu had lived in this community for five years, well aware of its dynamics.

Although mornings are the peak hours for work, the title of the world’s largest community isn’t just for show. There isn’t a single idle minute during the 24 hours. You can always see blocks of people going to and from work, different schedules for different jobs.

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When Wang Fan finished his morning shift and returned to his rental house, it was already 11 a.m. He started calculating his earnings for the morning.

This time he brought over 1,200 xiaolongbao, sold for over 2,500 yuan at 10 yuan for 5 buns, and made 2,800 with the Treasure Chest’s bonus. The cost of each xiaolongbao averaged around 0.4 yuan, and adding the travel fuel cost totaling to around 500 yuan, today’s net profit was about 2,300 yuan.

The income was similar to when he sold rice noodle rolls, but he could set up his stall both morning and afternoon for those. But for buns, unless he does as those customers suggested and brings the steaming setup, it wasn’t feasible.

Otherwise, just relying on the system’s idle time wouldn’t produce more buns.

His uncle’s surgery had been successfully scheduled, and there would be a large amount of money to spend post-operation, so earning little won’t do.

Looking at the tools clearly matched with the Seven-Star Hong Guang in front of him, Wang Fan fell into thought.

Should he just move everything over?

As Wang Fan pondered the feasibility of this plan, the system notification rang first.

"Ding, due to the host selling 1,000 xiaolongbao in one day, a hidden task is triggered."

"Task released: Sell 1,000 or more xiaolongbao every day for five consecutive days."

"Task reward: Solar-Powered Lucky Cat Figurine (Green) (issued, will be recovered upon task failure)."

"Solar-Powered Lucky Cat Figurine (Green): With sunlight, it automatically waves, increasing customer purchase probability by 10%."

Following the notification, a small Lucky Cat toy appeared on Wang Fan’s bedside, about 5 centimeters tall.

Perhaps due to insufficient sunlight, the Lucky Cat’s hand was waving intermittently.

Wang Fan naturally wouldn’t refuse any of the system’s small toys, the more the merrier. He picked up the toy and put it in his car.

Then he drove straight to the market.

There was still plenty of time today to make more xiaolongbao and then observe the sales tomorrow to consider if he should bring the setup for making buns.

Wang Fan was regarded as quite a big customer by the vendors at the market, and they were all incredibly hospitable upon his arrival.

Especially the butcher shop owner, whose enthusiasm was unmatched.

"Oh, the young brother is here? Looks like your business is doing well. You ran out of the 60-plus pounds of meat bought yesterday already?"

Wang Fan smiled and responded, "Yes, I didn’t expect them to sell out so quickly. I’d like to buy more today."

The butcher shop owner beamed with joy, "Alright, alright, can’t let down someone who boosts my business. If you buy more than 50 pounds in the future, I’ll give you a 20% discount on everything."

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