"Brother Hao, what should we do now?"
While Hao Shuai was still lost in thought, Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao learned about Little Bean from the people around them.
But faced with a child who'd been driven from home by his parents because he ate too much, the two of them had no experience dealing with such things and didn't know what to do. They could only turn to Hao Shuai for help.
Hao Shuai spoke up. "How about this? I'll cover all the little fellow's meal expenses. Get us a private room right away and serve a table of your best dishes. We'll eat inside."
"Certainly! This way, please." The man was delighted. Not only had he been paid for the food from earlier, but now he also had three more big customers. He hurriedly ushered them inside.
This was indeed the biggest inn in Suzhou. It had more than a dozen private dining rooms, and the man found them the best one.
"First, bring us a big plate of steamed buns. Then serve a table of your restaurant's best dishes." Hao Shuai tossed the man a silver ingot and gave the order.
The man caught the silver and grinned. "Right away, sir!"
Money made things easy. Before long, a huge plate piled high with steamed buns was brought out.
Once he had permission, Little Bean immediately started eating. He devoured the food like a whirlwind, leaving Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao staring in astonishment.
Even more incredible, despite eating so much, Little Bean's belly remained flat.
By now, even the innocent Zhao Ling'er sensed that something was wrong. She looked at Hao Shuai and asked, "Brother Hao, what's going on with him?"
"Ling'er, carefully sense what's happening in Little Bean's belly." Hao Shuai didn't give her the answer