I'm not a wild eater

"Huh? Mmmmm!" Mu Qing chewed a few times, then nodded with a smile.

Yummy smiled and nodded.

What kind of taste is it, let me tell you.

Obviously didn't say anything, but it gave people a very delicious feeling.

It's so delicious that there are no adjectives.

The main reason is that the mouth is full and it is not convenient to speak.

At this time, silence is better than sound. This is much more delicious than those who eat and broadcast, exaggerating how delicious it is.

As an old fan who has been watching the show since the beginning, I actually feel a little moved.

"Ah...delicious."

Mu Qing sighed, and put the pancakes on the stone into the plate.

Take another crust from the table.

"Why put it on this stone?"

Yan Shu took the leftover piece and ate it again, not forgetting to stare at Mu Qingxin's cake.

"That stone baked two cakes, and the temperature is no longer enough, so I need to change it." Mu Qing explained.

"It's really particular, ah, it's really delicious, why don't you eat it."

"I have to keep an eye on this cake. It's hot just after making it. Slow down, there's still barbecue behind."

"It's okay, I can have one stomach, or three stomachs."

"One stomach? Three stomachs? What do you mean?"

Mu Qing was dumbfounded.

"One stomach represents the usual amount of food, and three stomachs represent the amount of delicious food."

"When I eat at home, I can eat half a bowl at most, and add some vegetables and meat."

"But eating hot pot, hehe, my friend and I can eat a cartful of dishes."

Muqing suddenly thought of the first dinner the two returned to the camp, "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to eat so much all of a sudden?"

"What's amazing is that it doesn't feel uncomfortable? You'll feel overwhelmed, just slump on the sofa for a while, or just walk around."

As Yan Shu said, he took another half of the pancake and ate it in his hand.

Pass the other half to Muqing.

Wow, me too.

That's right, every time I go out, I eat a lot for no reason.

And it really doesn't feel uncomfortable, it's almost the same as walking home from the place to eat.

I couldn't walk when I was full, and the more I walked, the more uncomfortable I was, and I was going to be paralyzed.

But it really hurts my stomach. Once I ate too much, I vomited when I got home.

In front, you went to the buffet, right?

Mu Qing quickly turned over the pancake on the slate.

He took the pancakes from Yan Shu and ate them.

The tapioca flour is tough and chewy in the mouth.

Add grilled shredded pork, shredded bamboo shoots soaked in soup, and delicious shiitake mushrooms.

Bite in the mouth, the taste and texture are very rich.

"Eat slowly, it tastes better when you eat slowly." Mu Qing couldn't help reminding.

"Huh? I'll try." Yan Shu slowed down, chewed the pancake in his mouth, and smiled with satisfaction: "That's true."

The fourth pancake is baked.

Mu Qing added firewood to the bottom, sat by the fire and slowly started eating food.

Yan Shu poured two cups of Maogen tea in the earthenware pot, and raised his glass to Mu Qing, "Congratulations that we have eaten pancakes."

Muqing picked up the bamboo cup and touched it lightly.

"To celebrate the availability of our new earthenware cups, these bamboo cups will be retiring soon...uh..."

Yan Shu's last "la" has not yet been said.

The bamboo joints of the bamboo tube suddenly broke open with a bang.

The mogen tea in the cup spilled all over the table.

Fortunately, Muqing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly picked up the bamboo plate in front of him, keeping the pancakes inside from getting wet.

"Hahahaha, you, you."

"This kind of thing is very suspenseful, you can't be stingy, and there will be accidents if you slap a stern."

"Whenever I buy a new mobile phone, I dare not tell the old one before I get it. If I say either the screen is broken or the phone is broken."

Muqing put down the bamboo cup and the plate in one hand, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yan Shu picked up the bamboo cup and looked at it pitifully.

The few drops of water left in the cup are still dripping down the cracked gap.

It looked like she didn't want to leave a drop for Yan Shu.

"You drink mine."

Mu Qing picked up his drink and drank half of it, and handed the remaining half to Yan Shu.

Yan Shu seemed to want to say something, but endured it, and silently picked up the cup and drank the water.

Master Shu is so funny, hahahaha.

I laughed so hard, this bamboo cup is so vengeful.