Brush Up Your Proficiency

The next day, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves.

Wang Hao, as usual, prepared the ingredients needed for over two hundred servings of fried noodles. Then, together with Wang Lan, they pushed their cart towards the snack street to begin their day's business.

They slowly made their way along the familiar street, entering the snack street. Wang Hao suddenly noticed something unusual.

On weekdays, when they arrived at the snack street, it was usually relatively quiet because it wasn't yet lunchtime. But today, it felt like the lunch rush had arrived early—the crowd was noticeably larger than usual.

Could it be that the snack street was planning some special event during the summer vacation?

This wasn't the first time this had happened, so Wang Hao didn't pay too much attention. He thought that perhaps this way, he could close up shop earlier and go home to rest.

After all, the fried noodles he made were indeed in high demand and very popular.

Just as Wang Hao was focused on heading towards his stall, he didn't notice the changes around him.

However, Wang Lan, who was following him, keenly felt that more and more passersby were looking at them, and it seemed to be with a kind of inexplicable excitement and anticipation.

"Is that him? That's right, it's him, the legendary Fried Noodle Bro!"

"Quick, quick, quick, let's quickly get in line. I absolutely have to taste whether these fried noodles are as delicious as they say!"

Along the way, such discussions arose one after another, with gazes following Wang Hao.

Wang Hao, immersed in his own thoughts, was completely unaware of this.

Wang Lan, on the other hand, was a little excited by this sudden attention, secretly wondering why these strangers were so interested in her brother. She couldn't help but feel even more anticipation for today's business.

Wang Hao had just arrived at his stall and hadn't even had time to organize his things when a large group of people had already voluntarily lined up.

Faced with such a grand scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but be startled.

What on earth is going on? We haven't even officially opened for business yet, how could so many people gather all of a sudden?

He carefully looked at the people in line and found that some of them seemed a little familiar, like customers who had visited yesterday.

Wang Hao could understand why they were lining up to buy fried noodles—after all, the deliciousness of his fried noodles was obvious to all!

After tasting it yesterday, they hadn't had enough, so they wanted to come and taste it again today. This was completely understandable.

However, what about the others? And most of these people were young people.

Could it be that they were sent by their parents to buy food? The more Wang Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this was very likely.

Seeing so many people waiting in line, Wang Hao didn't dare to tidy up as slowly as before.

This small action immediately caused a commotion in the crowd.

"It's really the same as in Big Eater Feifei's live broadcast, limited purchase, cool!"

"Did you see? It's exactly as they said in the live broadcast, each person can only buy one serving, amazing!"

"That's right, we didn't come to the wrong place. You can definitely see real skill in a place like this."

"I came especially early today. If I still can't get it like yesterday, I'm going to express my opinion!"

The people in line were talking all at once. Wang Hao finally understood that these people had come because they had watched a live broadcast by someone called Big Eater Feifei.

He looked down at his strengthened arms and wondered to himself: Should I thank this little girl for the publicity?

Although this gave him another opportunity to intensely exercise his arms, it also brought a lot of pressure.

Since things had come to this, there was no point in thinking too much.

Wang Hao quickly calmed down and, together with his sister, prepared everything and officially started business.

As Wang Hao began to make the food, the phones in the crowd immediately stood up like a forest, all pointing towards him and taking pictures like crazy.

The scene was like a photography contest, with countless lenses pouring in from all directions, surrounding Wang Hao.

Wang Hao, who was skillfully stir-frying the noodles, was stunned by the unprecedented scene, and almost lost his grip on the spatula in his hand! Wang Hao couldn't help but frown.

Originally somewhat introverted, he felt very uncomfortable with this sudden situation.

In this day and age, everyone is a self-media, and similar phenomena are common.

He had heard that some places became popular overnight, becoming check-in destinations for internet celebrities.

However, with the rapid rise of traffic, people talked about it with relish, and then the traffic shifted, and everything quickly returned to silence.

This impetuous and unreliable atmosphere made Wang Hao feel disgusted.

After all, the cheat system he relied on also gradually accumulated skill proficiency, undergoing a process of quantitative to qualitative change, and finally improving his skills.

Because of this, he always firmly believed that only by being down-to-earth and taking one step at a time could he continue to move forward.

In comparison, those lively scenes that emerged like a tide and quickly disappeared seemed so illusory and impermanent.

Although he was slightly dissatisfied in his heart, Wang Hao didn't say much, but continued to focus on his work.

"Boss, let me cut in line, I'll pay double the price!" A young man who looked a bit shifty-eyed and roguish swaggered up to Wang Hao.

Completely ignoring whether Wang Hao, who was busy stir-frying noodles, was available, he went straight to his ear and said.

Wang Hao didn't stop his hands and didn't even look up, politely responding:

"Young man, this isn't about money. Everyone is queuing up properly. If I agree to let you cut in line, what will those who have been queuing for a long time think? Do you think that's fair to them?"

In fact, if this person wasn't Wang Hao's customer, Wang Hao wouldn't have bothered with such an unreasonable person at all.

Guys like this who make excessive demands are mostly difficult to deal with. However, Wang Hao's good advice didn't seem to work, and the person continued to nag tirelessly, muttering something.

Finally, the people waiting in line around him couldn't stand it anymore, and they stood up to support Wang Hao and condemned the person who tried to cut in line.

Under the pressure of the crowd, that shameless guy had to leave the scene dejectedly.

At this point, Wang Hao could finally refocus and continue to concentrate on stir-frying the noodles.

As noon approached, the number of people queuing in front of Wang Hao not only did not decrease but increased. Seeing that the more than two hundred servings of ingredients he had prepared were almost running out, Wang Hao was both happy and worried.

He was happy that he could finally get rid of this situation of being watched by the crowd, and worried that persuading so many people later would also be a troublesome matter.