Qin Yao felt that Liu Ji's face was probably made of city walls.
Upon hearing about good food, he forcefully squeezed his way over.
His main strategy was shamelessness; thus, you couldn't morally condemn him.
Six bowls of fragrant wontons were served, and the children widened their eyes.
A bowl that costs eight cents contains fifteen wontons, packed with plenty of meat filling. Da Lang Brothers and Sisters thought it was tastier than candied haws.
Anything related to meat, they thought was the best.
Such a large bowl of wontons, Sanlang and Si Niang surprisingly finished them all.
Qin Yao glanced over and thought, well, they won't be able to sleep tonight, definitely stuffed.
Qin Yao didn't allow the two to drink the remaining broth, she drank it all herself in two big gulps.
Liu Ji waited to pick up the leftovers, but sadly didn't get a single extra mouthful of broth, which was quite depressing.
