As Yang Chen consumed sixty-six dumplings, the spectators were already astonished and began to cheer him on. When the fourth plate arrived, Yang Chen took a deep breath and resumed his voracious consumption.
In the final thirty seconds, Yang Chen forcibly swallowed the eighty-eighth dumpling, leaving the servers and the dumpling shop owner dumbfounded.
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Yang Chen remarked, "Well, the time's not up yet, but I'm done."
Amidst the applause from the crowd, the dumpling shop owner, though bemused, handed the dumpling doll to Yang Chen himself. Its chubby, doughy face captivated many of the female spectators.
The shop owner promptly instructed the kitchen to prepare a table full of dumplings, with sixteen different varieties.
"Will you be inviting friends to join you?" the shop owner inquired.
Yang Chen shook his head. "Just the two of us," he replied.
