Checking Out a Restaurant

Although the kiss hadn't been on the lips, Song Yihe was quite satisfied.

He then drove her to a restaurant called Twelve Xinjiang Flavors.

The restaurant had a distinctly exotic décor.

A server brought over the menu, and An Zhiwu glanced at it before pushing it over to Song Yihe. "You recommended this restaurant, so you order."

Song Yihe opened the menu, keeping her livestream in mind.

He ordered Xinjiang big plate chicken, dry-pot cumin lamb, lamb tripe in sour soup, Kazakh-style potato slices, fish and mushroom soup, and hand-pulled rice, plus ten lamb skewers.

An Zhiwu listened to him list the dishes, growing a little doubtful. "Can we finish that much food?"

"Aren't you livestreaming?"

Even on a livestream, she couldn't eat that much~~

Once most of the food had arrived, An Zhiwu started her livestream.

Ever since she had cleared her "beauty's" name last time, her following had grown to nearly 500,000.

As soon as she went live today, a lot of viewers joined.

----I'm here to see the number one beauty in the mukbang world.

----Me too, I came from the forum.

----Why aren't you in the kitchen today?

----Honestly, this streamer really is prettier than Xinxin Loves Spicy Food.

----Being pretty doesn't erase the fact that she makes herself throw up, yue~

An Zhiwu picked up her phone and first panned the camera around the restaurant. "I'm not cooking today. Right now, I'm at a restaurant called Twelve Xinjiang Flavors on Fengming Road, on City A's Second Ring Road. As you can see, the place is packed. I ordered six specialty dishes and ten lamb skewers. Now let's have a taste of this Xinjiang food~"

Then An Zhiwu pursed her lips, signaling Song Yihe to prop the phone up diagonally across the table so the camera could capture both her and the food.

Song Yihe took the phone and did as she asked.

An Zhiwu was starving too. She picked up some broad noodles from the big plate chicken with her chopsticks and stuffed them into her mouth. "I'll start with the broad noodles in the big plate chicken. They're chewy and springy, and they taste amazing." Then she picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. "The chicken has soaked up all the flavor, and I can even taste beer. They must have added some. This dish is fantastic."

----I had big plate chicken when I visited Xinjiang last year. It was seriously delicious.

----I'm in City A too. I'm going to eat there tomorrow!!!

----I want to run into An'an.

----What else, what else? I want to know if the lamb tripe in sour soup is good.

An Zhiwu's job was to taste the food for everyone, so she immediately ladled herself a small bowl of lamb tripe in sour soup and took a sip of the broth first. It was savory, with a hint of sourness and spice, exactly to her taste.

"Wow, this lamb tripe in sour soup is so good, especially the broth. The flavor is out of this world."

An Zhiwu sampled the dishes one by one, eating at a great pace. Before long, she was full. She let out a burp and began summing things up for her viewers. "Of today's dishes, I haven't started on the lamb skewers yet, but everything else, including the hand-pulled rice, is especially delicious. The restaurant's décor is lovely too, making it a great place for a group meal." She picked up the order receipt and glanced at it. "Most importantly, I ordered all this food for less than 300 yuan. You could say the prices are really affordable."

----Less than 300 is really a fair price. In my tiny eighteenth-tier county town, one lamb skewer costs six yuan.

----City A is a new first-tier city, and it still has restaurants this cheap?

----I didn't think much of it at first, but that price really shocked me!

----I'm in City A. I've decided to go there tomorrow.

----An'an, when are you coming to check out restaurants in Li City?

----Yeah, City A is so far away from me...

As An Zhiwu ate the lamb skewers, she answered her viewers' questions. "I have another job right now, so I can't run all over the map just yet. Once I'm done with work and have some Grandpa Mao in my hands, I'll definitely eat my way across China and check out all the places you want to visit, one by one."

----Grandpa Mao, keeping it real.

----My dream is to eat my way across China.

----Why did I suddenly see one less lamb skewer on the table?

----???

An Zhiwu saw the comments and thought, Because there's another person eating across from me. How could there not be one less?

The lamb skewers were fatty without being greasy. And unlike some barbecue places that passed pork off as lamb, this restaurant's skewers were unmistakably the real thing the moment she put them in her mouth.

In the end, Song Yihe ate two of the ten skewers, and An Zhiwu ate eight.

Just as An Zhiwu finished eating and was getting ready to end the stream,

a commotion came from a table behind her.

An Zhiwu turned around and saw a young married couple at the table behind her desperately trying to dig something out of the mouth of the child in their arms.

The child's little face was already bright red from lack of air and was gradually beginning to turn purple.

The child's mother dug at the back of his throat, sobbing in despair.

His father called 120 while pacing anxiously in circles.

The commotion was so loud that people at nearby tables turned to look at them.

An Zhiwu still hadn't understood what was happening

when she saw Song Yihe leap up from across the table and hurry over.

An Zhiwu followed him.

The phone camera was facing that way, and the livestream chat had already erupted.

----What's happening????

----Why did a guy just dash past An'an??

----What's that woman digging for?

----I bet that kid is choking on something!!

----Use the Tomlich First Aid Method!

----Well, actually, I think it's called the Heimlich...

----Forgive me, I couldn't help laughing out loud even at a time like this.

An Zhiwu knew nothing of what was happening in the livestream. At that moment, her attention was entirely on Song Yihe.

Song Yihe went over to the young mother and spoke urgently. "I'm Song Yihe, a doctor at Zhikang Hospital. I need you to give me the child right now. I can save him."

The young mother couldn't spare a thought for verifying Song Yihe's identity at that moment. She glanced at Song Zhihe and, seeing that he didn't look like a bad person, immediately handed the child over.

Song Yihe took the child and quickly turned him around so his back was against him. He placed his hands just below the child's ribs, made a fist with one hand, wrapped the other around it, and thrust upward at a forty-five-degree angle.

After seven or eight consecutive thrusts, the child, who had been unable to breathe, began coughing violently. A round object came out of his mouth and rolled onto the floor.

An Zhiwu looked down and saw it was a crispy-coated peanut, one of those the restaurant had put on the tables to attract customers.

The young mother took the child back, held him tightly, and burst into tears.

Quite a few people had gathered around by then, and they all sighed at the sight.