(Thank you for being busy with your e-sports career and careless ~ Wan\xiao! I just thought I had heard of a 10,000-coin reward for being promoted to helmsman. I would like to congratulate him with this chapter. Thank you very much.)
Qin Wuyong coughed twice, "This is a bit beyond Brother Wuyong's expectation, but... the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. We will fight for the big guys. After this, Brother Wuyong wants to change to the latest recorder. Type III, everyone can definitely support me. It is said that the delay of the third series can be reduced to less than one second, which is more convenient, everyone..."
"The user is crowned the king and rewards 18,000 circulation points without adding cotton."
“User Shizhe Dunru rewards 100,000 circulation points.”
"user...."
Qin Wuyong immediately cupped his fists and thanked him, "Thank you very much. Mr. Dunru seems to be in a good mood... Then let's go."
"Boss, serve the buns!"
The bosses are a father and son, and they are not surprised to see a strange-looking customer. These days, no hunter dresses normally.
"The steamed buns are 300 per basket, and the porridge is 20. Pay in advance."
Qin Wuyong raised his eyebrows and said in a rather mysterious voice, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinging," Qin Wuyong said Proud, otherwise...hehe."
Qin Wuyong is a third-order evolver after all, how can he have such a good temper? I'm not happy anymore, and no one can be happy.
"Hey, brother boss, come and say hello to the audience, look here, look here!"
The boss is a somewhat older second-level evolved person, but his son is very young. He looks only ten years old and has a green beard. "Ahem."
The boss coughed and forced a smile as a greeting.
A cage of steamed buns and a bowl of rice porridge.
The buns are round and big, each one is white and plump, with eighteen even folds like blooming flowers, and the steam is steaming with a slightly sour smell of fermented flour.
The rice porridge is very clear, with a thin porridge film on the surface. There is no heat, and it looks like a dormant volcano.
"This is a side dish pickled in vinegar. It's appetizing. Guests can have a taste."
A side dish was brought up. It was the boss's son. He smiled and said, "Don't tell my dad, I made this for you. It tastes pretty good."
There is only a small pile of side dishes, with green leaves and green stems accompanied by bright red pickled peppers. The sourness and fragrance go straight to the nostrils.
Qin Wuyong swallowed, "Hey, this side dish is amazing. Brother Wuyou just smelled it and felt that his stomach was emptied. I'm sorry, guys, eat first as a courtesy!"
The boss's son showed eight teeth and sat on another seat looking at him.
"Hey, user 5465456-1, if you don't say anything, I will give you 1,000 circulation points as a reward. The boss's son is very warm. I'll make this side dish. Brother Wuyou, help me give this reward to the little boss."
Qin Wuyong ate a small side dish with chopsticks and gave the little boss a thumbs up, "No problem, I will definitely bring it... Well, it's sour and spicy for appetizers. I give this side dish full marks. It goes perfectly with the porridge!"
Qin Wuyong drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and the plate of side dishes was quickly exhausted. He pitifully said to the little boss, "Can I have another big plate? Secretly, don't tell the old man."
The little boss smiled happily, "Sure, just wait!"
"The user is a good example of Dunru. He rewarded 10,000 circulation points and left a message. The children were coaxed well."
Qin Wuyong said seriously, "Master Ru, what you said is wrong. I obviously mean it sincerely. This side dish is indeed a meal."
The teacher Dunru said, "Oh, I have no interest in these ordinary foods."
"The user was crowned the king without any extra effort, rewarded 18,000 circulation points and left a message. Ru Shi is like a god who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."
The teacher Dun Ru said, "What a god. I am currently undergoing surgery at a private doctor. My nose is broken. I am ashamed."
After being crowned king, he asked, "What's going on? Is there anyone in Mingguang who dares to take action against Ru Shi?"
"Moti Moti, a bunch of rude guys, what a shame for the delicacies before the cataclysm."
"Did Master Ru try the Kang Shuai Bo Spicy Beef Noodles?"
"Exactly, and his nose was broken by a rude guy."
"..."
Here Qin Wuyong took a bite of the donkeybululi steamed bun, and the golden oil juice splashed out, "Hiss...it's so hot..."
"Wow, stop chatting with Jia Mian and Ru Shi. Look at this bun, I'm so hungry!!"
"It smells good when you look at it, hohohoho."
Qin Wuyong frowned and put the bun aside, "Boss, come here."
The boss was covered in flour, "What's the matter?"
Qin Wuyong straightened up his quilt and fiddled with the buns on the plate with chopsticks, "What kind of meat do you have in your buns?"
"Donkey meat."
"Only donkey meat?"
"Only donkey meat."
Qin Wuyong's face didn't look good, and he frowned and said nothing.
"Hey, did Brother Wuyong discover something?"
"Is this a shady shop??.... Mutton barbecued pork buns???"
The little boss held a big plate of side dishes and hid it behind his back, "Dad, what's wrong? Uncle, this is what I cooked for you."
The old man suddenly exploded and slapped him, "How many times have I told you not to make such rubbish! The store only sells steamed buns and porridge!"
"Snapped!"
The little boss's face was red with a slap mark, his eyes were red with tears, and he yelled, "What are you doing, Dad!!"
Qin Wuyong sneered, raised his foot, and the tumbling table separated the boss who was about to teach his son a lesson, "Hey, how can you have the nerve to teach the little boss a lesson? Your steamed buns are better than the little boss's porridge and vegetables. It’s hundreds of times worse!”
The boss's eyes were as wide as a cow's, "You're talking nonsense! You're not welcome here, get out!"
Several passers-by who saw the excitement and the owners of nearby stores gathered around.
"Hey, what's wrong, Lao Li?"
"Huh, a third-level evolved person? Do you dare to act like a master in Sanyang Street?"
Qin Wuyong chuckled, "Your buns are made of donkey meat, right?"
"yes!"
"Fuck your mother's stinky shit! Is donkey meat so fishy and fragrant? It's obviously mixed with raccoon dog meat, or a female raccoon dog that just gave birth to her pups!"
The boss was speechless.
Qin Wuyong sneered, "Raccoon dog meat can be paired with mutton, horse meat, and donkey meat. It's so delicious! The female raccoon dog that has just given birth has the strongest smell, and the fat is orange. It's sold in the market, and you can buy a dozen with 20 circulation points. Son! How much donkey meat? One hundred or two hundred and one pounds? The boss is really doing a good business!"
"this......"
The little boss opened his mouth wide, "Dad??"
"Ka, user Shizhe Dunru rewarded 180,000 circulation points and left a message. Is it true? What is raccoon dog meat? I've never heard of it."
Qin Wuyong took the time to answer, "Beasts similar to foxes and roe deer are very cheap."
Qin Wuyong sighed, "Originally, I thought you were more honest. A real foodie only cares about taste. The steamed stuffed buns with raccoon dog meat are delicious. This is not a flaw, but it makes you very smart... Tsk tsk... Boss, boss, hey!"
"Click."
"That's right, what's the big deal if you put raccoon meat in it, as long as it's delicious."
"This is not the right way to do business. We have reported it to the production committee. We support delicious food, but we don't want to be deceived."
