This was a special day for Xiuxian United University.
A piece of news had already spread throughout the entire university. The number one celebrity of the university, An Lin, Sword Immortal Dabai's stuffed buns, was officially on sale!
A hundred steamers of stuffed buns were stacked high up in front of the third-year resting area, creating a very eye-catching sight.
The sun was just beginning to rise, but there were already several hundred people gathered here to spectate.
It had to be said that An Lin's stuffed buns had been very effective in promoting the university, and all the students were very enthusiastic about them.
Beneath the frying pan, the Great Holy Flame was burning fiercely, and white steam rose up from the frying pan like a swimming dragon. The stuffed buns hadn't even been cooked yet, but the crowd was already engaged in heated discussions.
In particular, they all drew a sharp intake of breath when they saw the price tag on the wooden board in front of the stuffed buns.
Dabai Ignored Buns: One thousand spirit stones per steamer!
"Holy f * ck, Classmate An Lin must be crazy poor, a thousand spirit stones per steamer!?"
"One thousand spirit stones is enough to buy a decent spirit pill, but these stuffed buns are also so expensive. Does he think we're all idiots with too much money?"
"I told you Classmate An Lin's brain was damaged by divine lightning during his tribulation transcendence, but you didn't believe me. Now you believe me, right?"
"Haha, let's just watch the show and see if any idiots with too much money will come to buy these stuffed buns."
"Senior An Lin is probably facing some financial difficulties, so he's indirectly asking us for donations, right?"
…
The crowd was in heated discussions, but most of them were either incomprehensible or mocking.
An Lin was focused on controlling the fire, and he completely ignored the heated discussions.
After all, his favorite thing to do … was to slap these people in the face with stuffed buns!
He was very confident about this, and he was sure that these spectators wouldn't be able to laugh in two hours.
More and more people came, and before they knew it, there were already over a thousand people gathered in front of the restaurant. Some of them were amused by the strange way in which the stuffed buns were steamed, while others were shocked by the astronomical price tag of one thousand spirit stones.
"Senior An Lin, I don't care how your stuffed buns turn out, I'll definitely buy them!"
"God An, you're our faith. I'm going to buy Dabai Ignored Buns!"
"One thousand spirit stones is nothing, I'll just take it as one less White Skin Pill!"
The diehard fans also arrived one after another, shouting loudly to show their support.
Some rational people shook their heads and sighed. Even if there were rumors that Dabai's steamed buns were very delicious, they shouldn't have been worth a thousand spirit stones per steamer. This was already far beyond the price of steamed buns.
Amidst the increasingly heated discussion, An Lin began to look at the surrounding students. He pointed to the spot in front of him and shouted, "You're the one who's going to take the test.
"The buns are ready. Those who want to buy them, come here and line up!"
Most of the students couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this. Did he really think that there were so many stupid and rich students? Did he really think that there would be people lining up to buy buns at such an exorbitant price?
Could it be that he had lost his mind?
But at this moment, a black shadow rushed over at lightning speed. They were so fast that the strong wind they brought with them even pushed back the students at the side.
"I came here first, don't cut in line!"
"F * ck, don't you have any shame? I clearly arrived first!"
"Stop squeezing, you're going to squash me to death!"
…
Within a second, there were over a hundred students who had formed a line out of nearly a thousand students.
All the other students were dumbstruck. What was going on? What were these people fighting over?
Even some of the diehard fans were confused. They had only planned to buy a steamer to show their support, but what was going on with these students who had lined up in a second and were even fighting over the buns?
"Boss, give me a hundred steamers of steamed buns!"
An extremely beautiful girl with short pink hair raised her hands high into the air as she yelled loudly.
F * ck! A hundred steamers at once?
All the other students almost blacked out. Were they f * cking giving them no way out?!
"My God, has Goddess Liu gone crazy? That's a hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"This doesn't make sense. This is most likely Goddess Liu cooperating with Senior An Lin to advertise."
"Do you advertise by selling your items to the same person all at once? Senior An Lin doesn't need to earn money? He doesn't need to attract other people to his products? "
"…"
An Lin rolled his eyes as he looked at Liu Qianhuan, who was at the very front of the line. "Each person can only buy two steamers!"
His words instantly caused a stir in the crowd.
Liu Qianhuan glared at An Lin. "Then I want two steamers!"
"I also want two steamers," a male student behind her chimed in.
"I also want two steamers!" someone else yelled.
"Boss, give me three steamers and I'll give you four thousand spirit stones!" a female student yelled excitedly.
An Lin pursed his lips. "I'm an honest man who sincerely wants to run a business. Even if you offer ten thousand spirit stones per steamer, I can only sell you two steamers!"
Everyone: "…"
Just like that, a peculiar scene unfolded.
Over eighty percent of the students in the queue chose to buy two steamers!
An Lin decided to eat the last two steamers for himself and not sell them!
Dabai ignored them, and all the buns were sold out in a mere ten minutes. The dozens of students in the queue behind him wailed in remorse as they blamed themselves for not moving faster.
The hundreds of spectating students were all dumbstruck.
"Could it be that they are hired?"
"Have you ever seen an actor who would go line up to buy a bun from someone else for two hundred spirit stones after failing to buy one?"
"…"
There were ten buns in a steamer. Two hundred spirit stones per bun meant that one steamer of buns was two thousand spirit stones. This was double the original price, and everyone was dumbstruck.
A male student who clearly didn't believe this scam ran over to a student who had bought a steamer of buns. "Student, I want to buy one of your buns for two hundred spirit stones."
The student chuckled. "In your dreams!"
The male student was dazed for a moment before gritting his teeth. "Three hundred spirit stones!"
"Alright, seeing as you've never eaten one before, I'll sell you one." The student glanced at the male student before finally agreeing to the deal.
Just like that, the male student bought a bun for three hundred spirit stones.
The male student's companion laughed heartily. "Who would have thought that you would do something so stupid? Have you been infected by the aura of intellect, hahaha …"
The male student caressed the soft and white bun. "I'm only trying to expose this scam! I'm only paying for the truth, you don't know sh * t! "
The male took a bite of the bun as he spoke.
In that instant, he burst into tears. "Waah … I can't believe there are such amazing and delicious buns in this world … Why didn't I line up just now? I regret it …"
The male student cried as he ate, and his companion was completely dumbstruck.
Similar scenes occurred one after another in the crowd, and Dabai's reputation for ignoring buns gradually spread. Especially those students who didn't believe this scam and had been ridiculing him in every possible way, they felt ashamed after eating the buns, but they also wanted to eat more.
An Lin silently put away his frying pan and departed from the crowd, concealing his achievements and fame.
The reason why he didn't sell a lot and instead limited the number of buns was for hunger marketing. Only then could his bun business continue in the long run!
The next day, An Lin came to the resting area early in the morning to set up his stall.
This time, there were over a thousand students gathered here!
An Lin didn't waste any time and placed the price tag in front of the one hundred steamers of buns.
Dabai ignored buns: one thousand two hundred spirit stones per steamer, limit two steamers per person!
Instantly, the crowd erupted again!
"What an unscrupulous merchant. Yesterday it was one thousand spirit stones per steamer, but today it's one thousand two hundred spirit stones. If this continues, won't it increase to ten thousand spirit stones per steamer?"
"Boycott, this kind of practice must be boycotted!"
"That's right, we're not buying anymore today. This is too much, they're treating us like fools."
"Hehe, I'm going to watch how An Lin makes a fool of himself."
…
In the face of the dissatisfaction of the students, An Lin remained calm and collected as he continued to steam the buns.
"The buns are out, everyone, line up in front of me!" An Lin suddenly yelled.
"Boom!"
One figure after another pierced through the air, setting off gusts of wind.
In the next second, a long line of over two hundred people appeared!
The surrounding students: "…"
Just like that, An Lin only sold ninety-five steamers of buns that day, which took him eight minutes to sell, setting a new record.
As for the remaining five steamers, he was going to take them home to eat.
In just two days, he had earned over two hundred thousand spirit stones.
Earning money was that simple!
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