"Attention, attention! Last opening of the Little Boss' Steamed Bun Shop. Familiar recipe, familiar taste, familiar place. Hurry up and buy; once you miss this chance here, there won't be another!"
Old Liu was heading home when he casually took out his phone and sent a message to the Penguin group.
That message was like dropping a Dongfeng-41 into a calm lake, instantly stirring up waves of excitement as messages flooded in.
"What the heck?! Really?!"
"Is the Little Boss really back? The one who sells steamed buns?"
"Oh my, hurry up, Old Liu must've sent this out only after buying out the stock. If we don't rush, we won't even get the bun wrappers!"
"!!! I'm out visiting relatives right now!!! How does this happen suddenly?! If I'd known, I wouldn't have gone out today! Can anyone help me buy 100 yuan worth?!"
