Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 24 was terrifyingly popular and sold out in minutes.

Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning rode their bicycles toward the vegetable market.

Ye Fan lay on the folding chair, the cold light from his phone screen reflecting on his bored face. He swiped through the empty screen and couldn't help but sigh again.

"These days, there's not even a small slap..." he muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the edge of his phone.

In his past life, he could have spent an entire afternoon lounging on the sofa, scrolling through new worlds with every swipe of his phone—cute girls doing otaku dances, cross-dressing mature women, hot girls in the gym…

They were all like demons who had cultivated for thousands of years; a single glance from them could steal a person's soul.

He squinted, as if he were seeing that account from his past life again.

My bookmarks are overflowing with stunning moments, and my following list is so long it's impossible to scroll down. I remember a girl in Hanfu who got 30,000 likes with just a flick of her flowing sleeves; and then there was that dancer whose waist was as supple as a fairy's...

"Tsk—they're all deadly."

"This life..." he murmured, gazing at the slowly drifting clouds in the sky. "It's too plain."

Although he hasn't dated anyone since breaking up with Tian Ranling, it doesn't stop him from occasionally browsing Douyin (TikTok), looking at pretty girls, and sending them gifts.

The works he has collected can be considered a "flight guidebook" for contemporary young people; each one has been carefully selected...

He sighed softly to himself: "Alas! What a pity!"

His fingertips tapped unconsciously on the screen as he thought to himself, "I still need to hurry up and make money to build my platform! I'll try to invite all the bloggers I followed in my previous life to the short video platform I'm creating."

Then, hehe...

Ahem, a serious person indeed! A serious person.

What he regrets most is that those small bloggers with few followers are of really high quality.

"Good wine needs no bush?" Ye Fan scoffed, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of his phone.

In the past, the short video industry had long since become a chaotic battlefield where all sorts of clowns and attention-seekers amassed hundreds of millions of followers, while truly talented creators were drowned out by the algorithmic flood.

He still remembers that piano music YouTuber with only a few thousand followers; the way his long, slender fingers struck the keys while playing Chopin was simply breathtaking, far more pleasing to the eye than some of those fake singing and playing "top influencers." Some content that lacks substance, on the other hand, has a huge following, creating a rather awkward situation.

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the other side.

The hustle and bustle of the farmers' market is overwhelming.

At the meat stall, a stall owner, out of place with his surroundings, was wiping the cutting board. He was in his early thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his fair face exuded a scholarly air, making him look more like a young university professor than a butcher who dealt with meat all day long.

"Little girl, meat or bone?" He pushed up his glasses, his voice as gentle as a storyteller in a teahouse.

Tang Yanning said with a grin, "Boss, give us two pounds of spare ribs and two pounds of pork belly."

Her clear voice shone brightly amidst the noise of the market.

Pei Yi'an, standing to the side, added, "Please chop the ribs into small pieces for us, thank you!"

"Okay!"

The boss raised his knife and with a few crisp "snap" sounds, the whole rack of ribs broke in two, weighing exactly two pounds.

The pork belly was also cut off in one stroke, and weighed exactly two pounds.

It's clear that this stall owner has an incredibly precise grasp of portion control.

After paying, the two picked up the pork belly and ribs and headed to the vegetable stall area.

Pei Yi'an's fingers hooked around the plastic bag, and the ribs swayed gently with his steps, glistening like pearls in the sunlight, or in other words, glistening with oil.

They want to buy white radishes and celery.

Luxi Da Ding Fan (a type of rice dish) must have soup, and a simple and very nice soup is radish stewed with pork ribs, topped with a small handful of bright green celery.

The combination of these two ingredients is simply unbeatable. The white radish is sweet and refreshing, the pork ribs are rich and flavorful, and the addition of a few tender stalks of celery makes the taste so delicious that just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Zhao Mingzhe can eat three or four bowls.

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"Ding ding ding!"

The alarm clock rang, signaling the end of the exam.

The school gates opened.

A crowd surged forward, filling the entire shaded area with people.

Without a doubt, they were all there to buy drinks to quench their thirst.

Ye Fan was almost completely stunned; there were even more people today than yesterday!

"Come on, come on, don't rush! Don't rush! Line up one by one."

Ye Fan's throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

In less than ten minutes, everything was sold out, and even the last few ice cubes were in high demand.

Even Ye Fan couldn't figure it out.

But that's normal, the weather is just too hot.

He would also like to put a few ice cubes in his mouth to cool off.

Just after he finished selling, Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning returned on their bicycles.

Tang Yanning, carrying a bag, walked briskly to the stall and said with a smile, "Ye Zi, we've bought the ingredients!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the bag, "Look how fresh these ribs are. The butcher specially picked out the best cuts for us. And these radishes are so juicy; they'll definitely make a wonderfully sweet soup."

Pei Yi'an nodded in agreement without saying much more.

Ye Fan took the plastic bag, opened it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Wow, these ribs are so firm and the radishes are so fresh! Yan Ning and Yi An really bought some great ingredients!"

"I never knew these two beautiful ladies were so skilled at grocery shopping! Amazing!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yanning raised his chin slightly, his exaggerated expression was absolutely adorable.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful girl would have such an endearing side?

"Mingzhe should be back soon!" Pei Yi'an said as she helped tidy up the stall.

"It should be soon."

Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, they heard the creaking sound of a tricycle coming from afar.

Zhao Mingzhe was seen rushing over on his tricycle.

Even from dozens of meters away, you could hear him yelling at the top of his lungs, "Old Ye, the scene today was too crazy, I almost didn't make it back!"

Before the tricycle had even come to a complete stop, he jumped off impatiently, gesturing wildly as he said, "You didn't see it! As soon as the exam bell rang, a bunch of people rushed at me like zombies besieging a city. The scene was... wow, it was incredible!"

"The hardest part is taking money and giving change; when there are a lot of people, I almost can't keep up."

He had barely finished speaking when he rushed to the shade of the tree, wiping his sweat as he said, "Hey, Yi'an, Yan Ning, you two are here so early too."

"I thought you wouldn't come out until the afternoon."

Pei Yi'an stacked the packed boxes and smiled gently: "We arrived around 10 o'clock, hoping to see if we could be of any help, but we ended up being the ones with nothing to do."

Tang Yanning skipped over and said, "Oh, Yi'an, it's not as bad as you make it out to be! We went grocery shopping with a very important mission!"

She lowered her voice mysteriously: "Ye Zi is going to show off his skills today by making his signature big pot rice. We'll have lunch at his house."

"Wo cao"

"Old Ye, I have nothing to say, you're awesome."

After saying that, he gave a thumbs up.

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head: "Alright, stop joking around, let's pack up and go home!"