Rong Feng Steamed Bun Shop.
The steam from the steamer rose up.
Beside it was a long row of round iron basins.
The iron basin was filled with fried dough sticks, glutinous rice cakes, spring rolls, and other food.
From time to time, the sound of frying oil could be heard from behind.
At the entrance of the shop, there was an endless stream of customers walking through to buy breakfast.
However, except for a few people who were looking down at their phones or rushing to work.
Most of the customers looked at the table on the left.
From time to time, they would exclaim in surprise.
This was not just because the young man was handsome and muscular.
It was also because there were two baskets in front of him.
One pile was already finished, there were seven baskets.
There was a stack of six cages of her's 'loans'.
Everyone only saw him quickly finish a basket of soup dumplings with the speed of a whirlwind.
The next cage followed.
