Other than Yu Chu, everyone else in the restaurant was seriously eating their Tangyuan.
"My family always eats Tangyuan on the fifteenth. It's not bad to eat on the thirteenth," Wan suddenly thought of her family.
"Indeed." Jiang Changxi nodded.
"There's no need to eat based on the festival," Yu Chu couldn't help but voice out his opinion.
"Don't talk so much. Just eat your Tangyuan," Jiang Changxi retorted.
"Oh." Yu Chu shrugged and didn't say anything else.
He didn't move his chopsticks and just looked at the person beside him.
The Tangyuan was quite hot. But even so, Wuhai finished one in two bites.
However, he was still very skillful in eating. The first bite was to gently bite off the surface of the glutinous rice. This way, he could not only admire the glossy, pure black sesame seeds slowly flowing out of the mouth of the glutinous rice ball that he had just bitten off, but also smell the rich aroma of sesame seeds wrapped inside.
This was a great visual and olfactory pleasure. Under such circumstances, how could Wu Hai hold himself back? He swallowed the rest of the Tangyuan in one gulp.
"Oh, hiss." Wuhai first closed his mouth. But when he couldn't endure the heat, he opened his mouth and exhaled. Then, he continued chewing.
The glutinous rice skin was chewy and soft. It didn't stick to his throat at all and was very smooth. When he chewed, some of the sesame seeds exploded in his mouth. Moreover, the sesame seeds also enhanced the texture of the Tangyuan, making the taste more three-dimensional.
The purpose of doing this was to let the fragrance linger in his mouth for a while longer.
"Holy shit. Even the Tangyuan you made is so delicious. Boss Yuan, please accept me as your disciple," Wuhai said sincerely as he held the empty bowl.
"I don't accept disciples." Yuan Zhou quivered and immediately refused.
What a joke. With Wuhai's destructive power, even the system wouldn't be able to save him. It was better for him not to harm his kitchen.
"Alright. Give me another bowl of meat," Wuhai said without hesitation.
Wuhai was a person who liked to save the best for last. For example, his favorite Tangyuan with fresh meat.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded and heaved a sigh of relief. He quickly turned around and scooped the glutinous rice balls.
With a "hua" sound, Yuan Zhou scooped six fresh meat dumplings accurately with just one spoon, filling the bowl with the soup and dumplings exactly 70% full.
"Tangyuan." Yuan Zhou placed the bowl in front of Wuhai.
"Thank you, Boss Yuan." Wu Hai said without raising his head and then started to eat.
Yuan Zhou returned to the kitchen and sat down. Tonight, Yuan Zhou basically sat down. Today was Chinese New Year's Eve, and it wasn't a business day, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
"Boss Yuan, this bowl of Tangyuan is really good. It warms my heart." Wan ate the Tangyuan delicately and slowly.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded with a gentle expression.
"Indeed." Wang Nan also nodded and agreed.
With a "shua" sound, Wuhai reached out his chopsticks and picked up a Tangyuan from Ling Hong's bowl. Without hesitation, Wuhai swallowed it in one gulp.
"Pa" Ling Hong was stunned for half a second. Then, he slammed the table and roared, "You want to die? You little mustache! Give me back my Tangyuan, right now!"
"Munch, munch." Wuhai chewed it in two mouthfuls and swallowed it.
"Sorry, it's in my stomach." Wuhai shrugged and said shamelessly.
"Get lost. Give me your bowl." Ling Hong glared at Wuhai with a murderous look.
"I only have soup. If you want to eat my saliva, I don't mind." Wuhai handed his bowl over.
As expected, there was only clear soup left in the bowl. There wasn't a single Tangyuan left.
"I'm going to strangle you to death and bury you with snow." Ling Hong prepared to beat him up.
"Don't. I'm doing this for your sake. Didn't you say you had your reunion dinner? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it. I'm doing you a favor. Not only are you thanking me, you're blaming me." Wuhai said with a look of contempt.
"Do you believe that I won't let you see tomorrow's sun? After all, I'm a tycoon!" Ling Hong said while clenching his teeth.
"You don't know what's good for you." Wuhai said softly.
"Hehe." Ling Hong sneered. He took out his phone and prepared to make a call.
From the looks of it, he was prepared to beat Wuhai, the annoying food snatcher, to death.
"I'm afraid of you. I'm a painter." Wuhai looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
At this moment, he still maintained his dignity as a painter.
"You being a painter has nothing to do with me beating you up." Ling Hong sneered.
"No. I'll help you draw a small portrait." Wuhai glanced at Ling Hong and said seriously.
"Deal." Ling Hong immediately nodded.
"Then, can you give me another one?" Wuhai immediately licked his lips and said.
As for the self-esteem of a painter, it was nothing in front of food.
"Get lost. Round and round," Ling Hong said mercilessly.
"Then you're going to make a fortune." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and kept glancing at Ling Hong's bowl.
To this, Ling Hong rolled his eyes and let Wuhai experience it himself.
"Boss Yuan, give me another bowl of Tangyuan." Seeing that there was no hope for Ling Hong, Wuhai immediately turned to Yuan Zhou.
"Two bowls per person. I've finished yours." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
"But I'm not full yet." Wuhai didn't stroke his mustaches this time. Instead, he touched his belly.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded. Then, there was nothing else.
"Didn't you say you're treating today?" Wuhai immediately asked back.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Which family doesn't let their guests eat their fill?" Wuhai followed up with another question.
"The Yuan Family." Yuan Zhou pointed at himself and said as if it was a matter of course.
A phrase suddenly appeared in Wuhai's mind, "How shameless. I, Zhao Ritian, am convinced."
However, Wuhai finally understood Ling Hong's speechlessness just now.
Wuhai stared at Yuan Zhou's face. However, Yuan Zhou had already reached the maximum level of facial paralysis. Therefore, there was no expression on his face at all.
Seeing that it was impossible for Yuan Zhou to eat, Wuhai shifted his attention to Ling Hong.
"Ling Hong, I don't think you'll be able to finish it in a while. How about I help you finish two more?" Wuhai said naturally with a "I'm doing it for your own good" look.
"Scram." Ling Hong dismissed him with a single word.
"No, I'm telling you. It's not like you don't know Compass's rules. If you can't finish it, there won't be any next time." Wuhai tried to persuade him patiently.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, just sat quietly on his seat.
Actually, the Tangyuan made by Yuan Zhou was made with glutinous rice flour and sticky rice flour. The texture was top-notch. However, glutinous rice itself wasn't easy to digest.
It wasn't easy to digest if one ate too much glutinous rice.
Twelve Tangyuan per person wasn't a small amount. Even an adult man could eat until he was 80% full. As for girls, six Tangyuan per bowl was more or less enough.
However, people just couldn't get enough of delicious food. That was why Wuhai felt that he was still far from being full.
After all, each Tangyuan was two-thirds the size of a baby's fist. It wasn't considered small.
Wuhai stared at Wang Nan. Wang Nan was looking left and right. None of the six Tangyuan in his bowl had been eaten.
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