Smoke wafted endlessly from the barbecue stall.
The surrounding area was filled with the clamor of the crowd.
Gnawing on a chicken wing, Lin Chu's mouth was slick with grease and dusted with chili powder.
He took a gulp of ice-cold beer, hissed, and let out a deep, satisfied breath.
The viewers in the livestream watched the scene, a stark contrast to his usual broadcasts. With no glamorous setting or A-list celebrities, many of them couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
"What's he doing?"
"Did the boss go bankrupt?"
"Can't afford celebrities anymore?"
"He's eating at a street stall now?"
"Holy shit, Xiaoqiang's Skewers! Isn't that near my place?!"
With no promotional hype and no teaser videos released beforehand, the stream's popularity wasn't very high. The viewer count had just passed ten thousand, the bullet comments seemed listless, and the only gifts popping up were a few small stars.
