"Mmm... these knife-cut noodles are so delicious!"
Ying Ming Hao's mouth was stuffed full, his cheeks puffed up like a little pufferfish as he called indistinctly to the waiter:
"Waiter, bring me three more big bowls of knife-cut noodles! Remember to add plenty of chili, cilantro, minced garlic, and sesame oil!"
Before he had even finished speaking, he eagerly buried his head over the huge bowl of steaming noodles before him, wolfing them down like a gale sweeping away scattered clouds. Red chili oil and sauce smeared his mouth and face, turning him into a veritable "oil gourd."
Even more outrageously, he was still clutching a wonderfully fragrant drunken goose in his left hand!
Beside him, Shui Huo'er refused to be outdone. Belching, she shouted, "Hic-I'll have three big bowls of knife-cut noodles too!
"Chili, cilantro, whatever you've got-pile it all on for me!"
Despite currently chewing on a plump roast goose, she was nowhere near full. She had simply eaten too quickly and choked a little.
At that moment, Shui Huo'er felt as though she could swallow an entire fat ox!
"Waiter, I'll have three more bowls too..."
Fatty Zhang and the others also raised their voices and shouted their orders.
For a time, the entire food stall was bustling with excitement. Everyone was either holding a fragrant roast duck, cradling a roast chicken crisp outside and tender within, or hugging a drunken goose with an enticing sheen. They ate with boundless delight, completely forgetting appearances!
"Coming right up! Please be patient, honored guests. It'll be ready soon, very soon!"
The stall owner, his young nephew, and the others beamed with joy. Ying Ming Hao's enormous group had poured in like a tide, packing every seat. Only after borrowing more than a dozen tables had they barely managed