Only then did he discuss Zhao Fuling's affairs with Marquis Jin Xiang, and he immediately acted like a monster and was embarrassed in public. Mu Hanqing's face became increasingly ugly.
Xi Ning didn't care, Liu Lu's appetite was huge, to the point of being outrageous. Judging from her appetite, two strong men could not compare to her. Since it is said so well, look around and there are many people ordering the buns, which proves that they are delicious, so order more. If you can’t finish the buns, you can take them away. Spend your own money and don't care what others think.
There happened to be a checkout table in the lobby, and the young man in brocade robe walked there and sat down.
Mu Hanqing wanted to leave immediately, but the prince of Jinxianghou was in high spirits, as if he planned to continue watching the fun. Originally, he wanted to run away alone, but then he thought about it, that was fine. He was worried that no one would take over this female bandit. It would be best if the prince of Jinxianghou could make a bastard-like eye contact with Mung Bean. In terms of life experience and appearance, the prince of Jin Xianghou is not much worse than him.
So he took his seat with the prince of Jinxianghou.
The waiter quickly cleared the table, and another waiter came up and wiped the table with a rag, while asking: "Masters, what can I use?"
Mu Hanqing frowned. The table was greasy, and the cloth used to clean the table had turned black no matter how many times it was used. After wiping the table, there was always a faint smell of oil filling his nose.
Xining glanced sideways and saw Mu Hanqing sitting there with an extremely disgusted expression, and two personal followers standing behind him. The two of them were elegantly dressed, good-looking, and there were people standing behind them. In this hall filled with traffickers and lackeys, they were as eye-catching as they could possibly be.
If you don't want to go to a nice private room, you have to sit here. What's wrong with that?
The prince of Jinxianghou also felt that this place was different from the one upstairs, but he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity to have fun. When asked what to start with, he said, "Since the buns here are so good, let's get some."
It’s steamed buns again. I knew they would be expensive, but I ordered a hundred of them at once. I don’t know if the steamed buns in the kitchen will be steamed at once.
"Okay, a drawer of steamed buns!" the waiter shouted and went to the kitchen to have a look first.
After a while, several drawers of steamed buns were brought up, and the waiter put them on Xining's table first: "For these guests, the steamed buns won't taste good when they are cold, so I will put them on the third drawer on your table first, and wait a moment." When the buns come out of the oven, put them on a few drawers so that you can always eat them the hottest.”
In this way, it also avoids the embarrassment of not having time to steam the buns and not being able to serve them all at once. Xining nodded and agreed.
After the waiter put down three drawers, he went to the four attendants next to him and put down four more drawers, and then put the last drawer on the two distinguished guests.
One big white and fat bun is worth three modern buns. It is still the real big bun from ancient times.
Xining tried to use it, and Taohong quickly handed over the chopsticks: "Master, be careful because it's hot."
"No, no, no, look at how others use their hands. Eating steamed buns tastes better with your hands." After Xining refused, he carefully put his finger on it and tested the temperature. It's a little hot, but still handleable.
Pick one up and follow the example of the others, blowing and biting while exchanging hands.
In the first bite, I only bit off the bun skin. It was fluffy, soft and slightly sweet, and the dough was very good. I took the second bite of the meat filling, and the soup spread in my mouth along with the meat filling. There was only the aroma of mutton without any irritation. The full soup was fragrant and delicious.
"It's delicious." Xining raised his head and saw the pink and green flowers looking at him, especially Liu Lu, who kept swallowing his saliva. The four followers at the other table also looked sideways, and no one moved: " You guys eat it together and hurry up, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”
Only then did a few people move. Liu Lu grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth. Even though she looked greedy, she exhaled fiercely and said it was delicious.
The two princes at the other table only felt a little funny looking at the drawer of white and tender big buns on the table. Just now, we had finished eating all the delicacies upstairs, so we ran downstairs and gnawed the steamed buns like Li Shu did.
Liang Cheng wiped a pair of chopsticks with a sweat towel several times before passing his hands to Mu Hanqing: "Master."
Mu Hanqing took the chopsticks, looked at the buns wistfully, and reached out to pick one up.
The buns are big and fluffy, but martial arts practitioners can control the strength. The bun was picked up firmly and he took a bite. The taste is indeed pretty good, but compared to the mutton pot upstairs, this bun is very crude.
"I've used a lot just now, you can eat it." Mu Hanqing placed the steamed bun he took a bite into in the bowl in front of him.
Marquis Jin Xiang also used chopsticks to pick up the food, took one more bite and then put it down. His eyes were always looking at that table. Originally, he was not here to eat steamed buns, but to watch the fun.
Xining was already a little full after eating one. But the buns were so delicious that I couldn't help but eat another one. This time I was a little full. She only had the strength to watch, and no longer had the ability to eat.
At this time, everyone in the lobby was attracted to her, not because of her good looks, but because of Liu Lu.
Liu Lu hasn't stopped since she got the buns, one after another. After finishing the drawer in front of her, she ate the remaining three buns from the drawer that she didn't eat, and then ate the three buns that Tao Hong hadn't finished. Just as the steamed buns were being served again, she continued to eat.
These are all big buns. For an ordinary woman, one of them can be a meal, and two of them will definitely have enough to take care of. Only a strong man with a good appetite can eat a whole drawer. The four followers at the other table also had very good appetites. The martial arts practitioners originally consumed a lot of food. There were fifty buns in ten drawers. After eating, they felt so good that they seemed unable to eat anything anymore.
But Liu Lu managed to finish more than 40 buns all by himself! Everyone stared, watching her eat one by one, not knowing where the buns went.
Xining was a little scared: "Eat less, don't eat too much. Pack the rest and come back next time."
But Taohong was very sure: "Don't worry, village leader, she won't be able to eat even a hundred buns, let alone fifty buns."
Oh my God, God of Food! If you were to be a mukbang in modern times, you would not need to cut scenes, use stand-ins, or induce vomiting afterwards. You would be an absolute talent.
After Liu Lu finished eating all the buns, she asked the waiter for a bowl of water.
Everyone's mouth was almost crooked when they saw it. You must know that drinking water is the most taboo after a full meal. It will expand the pasta in the stomach. Does this girl want to bloat herself to death?
After drinking a bowl of warm water, Liu Lu patted her belly with satisfaction: "I finally ate eight percent full today, it's delicious!"
He also looked at his county master with earnest eyes: "Zhao master, can you come back next time?"
This appetite... Xi Ning covered his head. No wonder Black Tiger Village worked hard to make money. The food they used every day was a lot of money.
On the other side, the prince of Jinxiang Hou changed from a surprised expression to laughing: "I finally understand why the Yong'an County Lord wants to rob. She really has no money." With this girl's appetite, plus other entourages, she can eat all the food. It can make an ordinary family poor.
