Chen Huihong stuffed a bun into her mouth: "Vegetable buns are definitely less popular. Back in Beiping, during those eat-and-drink days, none of the big restaurants ever made ordinary vegetable buns. It was either beef buns, lamb buns, or something like mountain delicacies buns, seafood buns, eight treasures buns, stuffing all sorts of odd things into the buns - deer meat, moose meat, bear meat - stuffing whatever was available, and the flavors were a total mess. Even the regular pork buns were hardly edible."
"Although the flavors were all over the place, Taifeng Building's buns were always the tastiest. Did you ever go to Taifeng Building for a bite?"
Luo Jun took a silent bite of his bun and spat out a single word: "Buzz off."
"Are all of you taking lessons from Cheng Gong in talking like this?"
Chen Huihong chuckled: "Not really, just a bit of casual chatting among us."
"Assistant Chen's way of speaking is always interesting, quite uniquely concise."
