If I ask you to set up a stall, why do you always run to deserted places?

The entrance to the air-raid shelter.

Black jacket, baseball cap, face mask.

"Family members, did you see that?"

Li Jiahao held up a selfie stick, pointing the camera at the air-raid shelter.

Selling fried rice under a bridge—that's outrageous enough!

"And now?"

"They actually went to sell steamed buns inside an air-raid shelter?"

He walked inside as he spoke.

"These internet celebrities will stop at nothing to get more traffic!"

"They can create any kind of hellish place!"

The live chat was buzzing with excitement.

[Here he comes! Jiahao is here!]

[The vanguard against counterfeits sets out, leaving no trace of life!]

[Haha, I knew Jiahao would come. How could he possibly let such an outrageous stall go?]

【That's it! 】

[Bridge-underground fried rice was already abstract enough, now they've come up with air-raid shelter steamed buns!]

Does this boss have some serious illness?

【...】

Li Jiahao walked all the way to the food truck.

The camera pans across Su Yun, Tao Zi, Wang Hai, and their group.

A disdainful smile played on his lips.

"Look, this is the legendary steamed bun stall in the air-raid shelter!"

He pointed at Su Yun, his tone impassioned.

"Boss, I just have one question for you!"

"Do you have a business license, a health permit, and a health certificate to set up a stall here?!"

"Oh?"

Su Yun leaned against the food cart, her expression indifferent.

He turned around, pulled out an ID from the side of the food cart, and handed it over.

Yes, we have them all.

"Food vendor registration card, health certificate, and a copy of the business license."

"All three certificates are complete; please feel free to inspect them."

Jiahao: ? ? ?

No?

You actually have one?

I was just asking casually!

Jiahao paused for a moment, then took the document and examined it carefully.

The registration card is stamped with a clear red seal.

It is valid until next year.

The photo on the health certificate is indeed of Su Yun!

The physical exam was scheduled for just two weeks ago!

The business license copy is for a small-scale catering business.

But the registered address and business scope are all included!

Damn it!

Li Jiahao's lips twitched; he clearly hadn't expected this.

The comments section instantly reversed.

[Haha, you've been proven wrong, haven't you? Their documents are all in order!]

[Jiahao lands a basic attack, and the opponent immediately unleashes their ultimate. How do you react then?!]

Even if you're setting up a stall in an air-raid shelter, you still need to get the necessary permits and operate legally, you idiot!

[Master Su's move was solid!]

"Ahem!"

Li Jiahao returned the documents.

He cleared his throat, trying to save face.

Having a certificate doesn't mean the food is delicious! Nor does it mean you're not just creating hype!

"OK."

Su Yun put away her documents and smiled.

"Then keep exposing counterfeits, don't interfere with my business."

Jiahao choked for a moment.

But they quickly regained their fighting strength.

He turned to the camera and lowered his voice.

"Family members, think about it, would a normal business owner sell fried rice under a bridge?"

"Will they sell steamed buns inside the air-raid shelter?"

"Won't!"

He asked and answered himself, his tone resolute.

"A normal business owner would set up their stall in a crowded place!"

"Why would this boss choose a place where nobody goes?"

There's only one answer!

Li Jiahao stretched out a finger and pointed in the air.

"A publicity stunt! Pure publicity stunt!"

"First, find an outrageous location to set up a stall, film a video, hire online trolls, and get it trending on social media!"

"Once the hype dies down, we'll open stores in the city and reap the rewards!"

"I've seen this trick countless times!"

Li Jiahao spoke with great passion and righteous indignation.

"I'm here today to expose this scam!"

"Let's create a clean and healthy online environment!"

There was a two-second silence in the air-raid shelter.

then.

Wang Hai burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Hu and Li Jianguo couldn't hold back any longer; their shoulders were shaking.

Sister Peach laughed so hard she slapped the table.

"Oh my god, a clean and bright space? Are you giving a speech here?"

Jiahao's face darkened.

"What are you laughing at? You shills, don't think I don't know!"

"Those queuing up, eating steamed buns, might all be hired!"

"Me? A scapegoat?"

Wang Hai laughed even louder.

"What does this mean?! Me, a dignified fisherman, do I need to be a shill?"

"What's wrong with a fisherman? Can't a fisherman be a shill?"

Jiahao was perfectly justified.

"These days, even dogs can be shills, so what are you, a fisherman, compared to them?"

Wang Hai: "..."

Sister Peach wiped away the tears of laughter and said to the camera:

"Family members, this brother Jiahao is here to expose frauds. Do you know him?"

The comments section was flooded with messages.

[Get to know him! He's Jiahao, the one who exposes fake online celebrity shops!]

[Jiahao's every move ends in defeat!]

However, it's hard to say this time, since selling steamed buns in an air-raid shelter is really outrageous!

[Exactly, who in their right mind would come to this place?]

[Jiahao, keep it up! Expose him!]

[Sister Peach, stop laughing! You need to help the boss!]

Sister Peach finished reading the comments.

I have a general understanding of Jiahao's background.

Anti-fraud bloggers specifically target and cause trouble for online celebrity shops.

She has a particularly sharp tongue and a thick skin; she's been in the news several times but remains resilient.

"interesting."

Peach Sister smiled and looked at Li Jiahao.

"So how do you plan to combat counterfeits?"

"Should I have the owner stir-fry one for you on the spot? Or steam one in a basket?"

"Need not!"

Jiahao waved his hand decisively.

"I, Jiahao, expose counterfeits and I never eat them!"

Why?

"Because I would never contribute any traffic to this kind of hype!"

Not even a single bite!

He spoke with unwavering conviction and righteous indignation.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Wang Hai muttered under his breath, "Easy for you to say, standing there and talking like that?"

Jiahao, with his sharp ears, heard it and his face darkened even more.

"I came to expose the truth, not to eat!"

"Fine, fine, go ahead and expose me."

Wang Hai waved his hand, picked up another bun, took a bite, and looked extremely ecstatic.

"Mmm...it smells so good!"

Jiahao's lips twitched as he looked at Wang Hai's smug expression.

But soon.

He regained his seriousness.

"Family members! Did you see that?"

How bad were the acting skills of these shills?

"It's just a steamed bun, is it really that big of a deal?"

He leaned closer to the camera and lowered his voice.

"I suspect there's some kind of advanced technology or ruthless trick involved in putting these buns in!"

"After people consume it, they will experience hallucinations! Or even worse! They will become directly addicted!"

"Think about it, would anyone really eat such an excessive amount of normal steamed buns?"

People in the live chat started agreeing.

That makes sense! Normal steamed buns wouldn't be like that.

[Yeah, I also think it's too exaggerated, like they've taken some kind of drug!]

Jiahao is right, there's definitely something fishy going on here!

But some people disagree.

You guys haven't tried fried rice under a bridge, have you? I have, and it's absolutely amazing!

[Exactly! Don't talk nonsense if you haven't tried it!]

[Has Jiahao already made enough mistakes? He's about to get slapped in the face again, hahaha!]

[Jiahao, have the guts not to apologize afterwards!]

Li Jiahao ignored the arguments in the live chat and continued his performance.

I walked up to the steamer and looked down at the buns inside.

have to say.

The presentation is indeed excellent.

It was steaming hot, and the aroma was irresistible.

Gollum~

A very faint sound came from Jiahao's stomach.

He was rushing on his way in the morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Now smell this fragrance.

My stomach started protesting.

But Li Jiahao remained unfazed.

They even deliberately raised their voices to try and drown out the growling of their stomachs.

"Family members, look at how well these steamed buns look!"

"Isn't it beautiful? Doesn't it look appetizing?"

"But I'm telling you! The more beautiful something is, the more problematic it is!"

"Can a normal steamed bun have such a thin skin?"

"How can the filling be so plump? And how can it be steamed so perfectly?"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke.

His spittle was practically spraying onto the screen.

"This definitely has some kind of additive in it!"

"Whitening agents! Leavening agents! Fragrances! Colorings!"

"Think about it!"

"What good food could you possibly find in an air-raid shelter in this desolate wilderness?!"

"What kind of sanitary conditions could there be?!"

"Even if I, Jiahao, starve to death or jump off a cliff, I wouldn't eat a single bite of these buns!"

A few words!

Magnificent and inspiring!

Magnificent!

however.

The moment he finished speaking.

"Gurgle!"

A loud bang was heard!

???

Everyone looked at Li Jiahao's stomach.

No?

Dude, are you kidding me?

Your stomach is growling like this, and you still have the nerve to say you're not going to eat?

Jiahao's voice was several times louder than before.

Everyone in the air-raid shelter heard it.

Sister Peach chuckled.

Wang Hai burst out laughing.

Zhao Hu and Li Jianguo exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.

"Brother."

Su Yun leaned against the food cart, her expression strange.

"Your stomach doesn't seem to agree with your point of view."