Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1210, 1199. Poisoning at 8 AM
"Hiccup~~~"

Liang Yue took a big bite of the crispy beef bun and let out a long, satisfied burp.

I really, really can't eat anymore.

Suppressing her heartache, she stuffed the beef patty into Xiang Boming's hands.

Watching him slurp up a mouthful of noodles, then gulp down a piece of flatbread, some dry, some soupy, he was eating with both hands, head down, chewing heartily.

Liang Yue got even angrier.

I decided not to look at it, and instead took out my phone to chat in the group.

[Cat Master's Plastic Friendships Capsize Easily, the Little Boat Sinks - Discussion Group]

[Image], [Image], [Image]...

Let's start with a bunch of photos to set the tone.

Fortunately, Liang Yue has the good habit of taking photos before eating.

The breakfast, already visually appealing, becomes even more stunning under the filter, making it incredibly tempting.

The timing was perfect.

Around 8 o'clock, it's the time when most office workers are filled with resentment as they squeeze onto the subway, squeeze onto buses, and get stuck in traffic on the road, rushing to the company.

Ninety-nine percent of office workers skip breakfast before leaving the house in order to sleep a few more minutes.

At most, I'll buy a rice ball at the convenience store downstairs, or grab a pancake from a breakfast stall and stuff it in my stomach.

At times like these, I see Liang Yue posting pictures of wontons, assorted steamed buns, crispy beef patties, fried spring rolls, radish cakes, chive pancakes, and pork intestine noodles in the group chat.

Color... Damn, we don't even need color, aroma, or taste; just the color alone is outrageous enough!

My mouth watered, hunger surged, the fire rose, rushing straight to my head, and I became furious...

I can't stay in this lousy group anymore!

[Those who release poison at 8 AM should be dragged out, beaten to death, and trampled underfoot for eternity!]

[Yueyue, you should go. My little dumpling says he doesn't want to see this.]

[...You still have xiaolongbao? Kill them all!]

Look at the resentment from 8 a.m., it's driving people to such extremes.

Fortunately, some have moved on from their resentment and are now more concerned about their friends far away.

[Yueyue, where is this? Where did you find this hidden gem of a restaurant? Is it good? Share it with me, I'll go try it this weekend when I have time!]

No one would think my friend was talking about Liang Yue, right? People in the online feuding group aren't that close. My friend is like a thick, crispy beef patty, golden brown on both sides and glistening with oil, clearly filled with lots of meat.

[This is the Jiweilou restaurant in Tianhan that Little Fatty Girl was raving about a few days ago. It just opened today, and they even have breakfast! It's incredibly delicious, everything is amazing.]

Liang Yue used three "extremely good" to describe it.

Other descriptive words and phrases brought a thousand emotions to her mind, up her stomach, up her throat, up… “Burp~~”

It almost spilled out.

I ate a bit too much.

But the group members were getting impatient, bombarding them with questions like, "How delicious is it?", "How delicious is it?", "Very fresh? Generous ingredients? Melts in your mouth?"

After hesitating for a long time, Liang Yue posted: "I don't even want to eat Fujianese people anymore because the food is so delicious."

This is the highest praise that Cantonese people can give to their food.

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[How about two XJ people try it? The temperature difference between day and night is big, so it's sweet.]

[I think it's better to be from Shanxi; people from Shanxi have a strong, chewy spirit.]

Hunan people are good, Hunan people are flavorful.

Yunnan people love to eat, and eating food can help them see through negative influences.

People from Shaanxi are also good, salty.

Our food in southern Shaanxi isn't salty...

The chubby girl also popped up to slack off.

She'd only worked at Jiweilou for less than a month, and she was already claiming to be from southern Shaanxi. She betrayed them so quickly.

Since Jiweilou has already started its trial operation, there's no need to keep it a secret any longer.

The chubby girl went on and on in the group chat, her vocabulary far surpassing Liang Yue's. She talked about delicacies, rare and exquisite foods, the ultimate taste, the magic in the mundane, and the extraordinary power in the ordinary. She was the kind of person who would make everyone in the neighborhood, from adults to children, including the old folks, drool with envy.

He threw in all sorts of nice words, making a bunch of overworked office workers in the group scream with envy.

Interspersed among them were a few non-office workers who were on their way but hadn't arrived yet, who were shouting and showing off their wisdom and prowess, and who believed the chubby girl's spiel.

They also jokingly told Liang Yue to leave some for them, since everyone brought two stomachs with them and there was plenty of room...
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The group chat is getting increasingly noisy.

The instigator, Liang Yue, put down her phone.

He rubbed his stomach, smacked his lips, and muttered, "I really envy the people who live here."

Xiang Boming slurped up the last mouthful of noodles in his bowl and let out a satisfied burp.

The portion of pork intestine noodles was quite large; it was very filling.

The pork intestines are delicious.

It uses braised pork intestines, which have soaked up the broth and curled up tremblingly.

When you bite into it, it makes a slight "pop" sound. The numbing and savory braised flavor spreads in your mouth. It's soft and chewy with just the right amount of elasticity. The fat on the intestine wall seems to melt on your teeth, but there's no greasiness at all.

It's a phrase so common it couldn't be more fitting, yet it melts in your mouth.

Paired with translucent rice noodles that resemble willow branches in spring, you can take a bite of fatty intestines and a bite of rice noodles, wrapped with scallions, cilantro, and crispy fried soybeans, and slurp it up.

Feeling as happy as an immortal.

Xiang Boming didn't even have time to look at his phone while he was slurping his noodles.

Even when his girlfriend grumbled, he would still roll the last few strands of rice noodles and the last piece of pork intestine together and slurp them into his mouth, chewing them clean with reluctance.

I savored it for a while.

It almost triggered a family crisis.

He then turned around and asked his girlfriend with a smile, "Why do you envy people who live here?"

"Because I can come here for breakfast every morning, it's just downstairs, isn't that great?" Liang Yue gave him a look that said, "Are you stupid?"

Xiang Boming, however, asked a completely unrelated question, "How much are the wontons?"

"28." Liang Yue remembered it clearly. She was startled when she saw it, but after tasting it, she found it was really worth it.

A special kind of "it smells so good" law.

“Four bowls is 112.” Xiang Boming was good at math, then asked, “What about the crispy beef patties?”

"Eighteen each."

"Four hundreds. And the steamed buns."

"35, there are four in one plate."

"Where's the turnip cake?"

"22, the radish cake is a good deal, three pieces are so big."

"Spring rolls?" Xiang Boming asked aloud, then remembered that he had bought the spring rolls himself. He answered himself, "Spring rolls 28, chive pancakes 18, large portion of pork intestine noodles 49. This is the most expensive, but the portion is really huge."

"Why are you asking these questions?" Liang Yue still didn't understand.

“Our breakfast together cost over 360 yuan. How much do we earn each month to afford to eat like this?” Xiang Boming bluntly stated.

“That’s because I eat a lot. If I lived nearby, I could eat less,” Liang Yue still insisted. “Think about it, if you lived nearby, you could go downstairs and have such a delicious breakfast. It would make you happy all day. There are dozens of options. You could eat a different one every day and have a surprise every day.”

The description is truly enticing.

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

"Then when you eat a bowl of wontons in the morning, would you be willing to skip a plate of steamed buns?" Xiang Boming poured cold water on your head.

Liang Yue shook her head.

"If you see a freshly baked beef patty, would you really not buy one?"

Liang Yue continued to shake her head.

"I saw there were also shumai, steamed dumplings, pumpkin cakes, and sweet potato cakes. How could I resist eating them?"

Liang Yue shook her head again and again.

She's finally figured it out, and she just can't help it anymore.

The result of not being able to resist is that your wallet can't take it.

But if you live nearby, you can enjoy such delicious food just by going downstairs.

I'm so happy.

Why worry about this? I'm not living here anyway.

Liang Yue immediately understood and enthusiastically suggested, "Let's have lunch here too..."

(End of this chapter)