Bu Fang looked at the two of them in confusion. He was already used to Luo Sanniang's careless manner, but why was Juan'Er carrying a lunchbox into his store?
Bu Fang looked at the two of them suspiciously, then twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I don't have time."
Luo Sanniang's expression suddenly froze. Her handsome eyebrows instantly knitted together. "What did you say?"
"It's business hours now … Of course I don't have time. If you're here for a meal, I welcome you. If you're here to look for me, please wait until business hours are over." Bu Fang directly ignored Luo Sanniang's dissatisfied gaze, turned around, and walked toward the kitchen.
"Hey … You brat!" Luo Sanniang was exasperated. She naturally knew about Bu Fang's rules, but Bu Fang's manner made her feel uncomfortable. Who in the imperial city dared to speak to her like that?!
"Sanniang, let's not rush. Owner Bu is right. It's business hours now, we shouldn't disturb others during their business hours." Juan'Er quickly pulled back Luo Sanniang, who seemed to be about to go berserk. Her little face was flushed with anxiety.
Under Juan'Er's pleading gaze, Luo Sanniang finally snorted. In fact, she was not angry. She just couldn't stand the way Bu Fang behaved.
"I'll listen to Juan'er. Let's eat in this brat's store first. Even though that brat has a bad temper and is arrogant, the taste of his dishes is truly delicious!" Luo Sanniang said. She was looking around the store, trying to find the right spot.
"Come and sit here," Xiao Yanyu stretched out her fair and slender arm, waved at the two of them and said softly.
"Oh, Yanyu, little girl, you're here too." Luo Sanniang's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Xiao Yanyu and her brother. She pulled Juan'Er over and sat beside Xiao Yanyu. "Oh, Xiao Xiaolong, you sissy are here too. What a coincidence."
When Xiao Xiaolong heard Luo Sanniang's words, he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Every time Luo Sanniang saw him, she would call him sissy. This was simply … infuriating!
"Coincidence … Coincidence your sister!" Xiao Xiaolong snorted, turned his head away, and ignored Luo Sanniang.
"Xiaoyi, serve the dishes." Bu Fang's voice came from the kitchen, and the rich aroma of the dishes lingered in the air, causing everyone to be slightly intoxicated.
When Xiaoyi heard this, she bounced over to the window and took the piping hot dishes away.
The store was once again immersed in a frenzy for delicacies. Everyone was eating with relish.
After most of the customers had finished their food, paid the bill and left, the store finally began to slowly return to its desolate state.
"Owner Bu, you should be free now, right?" Luo Sanniang asked grumpily, stroking her slightly bulging belly.
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"Say it. What is it? I can't guarantee that I can complete any ordinary task," Bu Fang said calmly.
Luo Sanniang raised her eyebrows again, but she was too lazy to argue with Bu Fang. She pulled Juan'Er over and said, "Juan'Er is the one looking for you."
Bu Fang was stunned. He looked at the shy and blushing woman in front of him, not understanding why she was looking for him.
Juan'Er seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage as she placed the lunchbox in front of Bu Fang and solemnly said, "Owner Bu... I... I went back yesterday and tried making Owner Bu's... egg tarts, so I want to let Owner Bu have a taste today."
Hmm? This woman went back to make egg tarts yesterday?
Bu Fang was taken aback. He glanced at the woman in astonishment and seemed to be in disbelief. The steps to making the Egg Tarts were quite complicated, yet this woman was able to make them after eating them once?
A strong curiosity instantly welled up in Bu Fang's heart. He wanted to see what kind of egg tarts this woman could make.
"You made egg tarts? Hmm … Let me see, "Bu Fang said.
Juan'Er originally thought that Bu Fang would refuse. She did not expect that Bu Fang would actually agree. Juan'Er's eyes immediately lit up. She hurriedly opened the lunchbox and carefully took out a porcelain plate from within. On the plate was a … uh, egg tart.
Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at the egg tart that Juan'Er placed in front of him. The corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched. He wanted to laugh but was unable to do so.
Even though the egg tart in front of him resembled an egg tart, its color and smell … Bu Fang could smell that strange smell even from a distance away.
"Is this burnt?" Bu Fang asked with a frown as he picked up Juan'Er's egg tart and looked at the burnt area.
"I … I haven't been able to control the heat well. This is the one with the best results," Juan'Er said embarrassedly with a blushing face.
Bu Fang nodded. He did not find it too strange. After all, the Light Wind Empire did not have an oven. It would be strange if the egg tarts were cooked well. It was already quite good that Juan'Er could make an egg tart with this kind of effect.
Therefore, Bu Fang did not say anything. He immediately found a good spot and bit into it.
The egg tart cooked by Juan'Er was clearly not soft enough. It was a little hard and overcooked, making it uncomfortable to bite.
Bu Fang kept his eyebrows knitted and his expression was extremely solemn as he savored the taste.
The people in the store who had been watching Bu Fang did not even dare to breathe loudly. When Bu Fang was evaluating the food, he was full of vigor.
Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong had both seen Bu Fang's venomous tongue. They could guess what was about to happen next … would definitely be Bu Fang's barrage of insults.
After swallowing the egg tart in his mouth, Bu Fang's eyebrows relaxed. He glanced at the shy woman who was standing beside him with her hands clasped together. For a moment, Bu Fang did not know what to say.
To tell the truth … this egg tart could be considered a dark cuisine. Its taste was really unflattering. However, it was much better than a real dark cuisine because at least it was still edible.
However, strictly speaking, this egg tart could be said to be worthless. It was incomparably trash.
However, this was the first time this woman had made an egg tart. She had just tasted it yesterday and the next day, she came to him with the egg tart for him to evaluate it. This courage and perseverance alone slightly moved Bu Fang.
"Owner Bu, why don't you say something? Just tell me if it's good or not, "Luo Sanniang was an impatient person. When she saw Bu Fang's expression, she could not help but urge him.
Juan'Er was also looking at Bu Fang with a face full of expectation. She truly loved making this kind of delicacy.
Bu Fang muttered to himself for a moment. His slender fingers lightly tapped on the table. Then, he raised his head to look at Juan'Er and asked, "Why did you go back to make egg tarts?"
Juan'Er was stunned for a moment. Then, she anxiously replied, "Because I love this kind of delicacy!"
Her anxious and flushed appearance slightly shocked Bu Fang. This woman's expression did not seem to be fake. She was truly attracted by the egg tarts and had completely fallen in love with this delicacy.
Sometimes, delicacies had this kind of magical power, causing people to be completely immersed and unable to extricate themselves. Perhaps it was only the first time you tasted it, but you would already be attracted by this strange magical power.
Just like how Juan'Er was attracted by the egg tarts.
Bu Fang lightly exhaled and placed the egg tart that he had taken a bite of on the porcelain plate.
He raised his gaze and looked at Juan'Er.
"My evaluation of your egg tarts is very simple."
Luo Sanniang and the others immediately perked up their ears in curiosity.
Bu Fang indifferently glanced at them and said, "Disgusting."
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