"Okay!"

Wang Er, without suspecting anything, assumed the braised pork knuckle was his wife's cooking and reached for it with his chopsticks.

"Gulp!"

That's the sound of the chubby boy swallowing.

The chubby boy, with red eyes, was almost crying after several unsuccessful attempts to sneak a bite.

He's the one who brought back the delicious food, so why can't we eat it beforehand?

"Snap!"

This was the sound of Aunt Wang subconsciously opening Wang Er's chopsticks.

"Woman?"

Wang Er was puzzled.

"Sigh, let your son eat first."

Aunt Wang made an excuse, picked up a large piece of meat for the chubby boy with red eyes, and then put another large piece into her own bowl.

"alright."

Aunt Wang gestured for Wang Er to continue.

Now all that's left in the bowl is a piece of fatty skin and a little lean meat on the bone.

To maintain the best texture of the pork knuckle, Aunt Wang kept it warm with spirit stones, ensuring that the deliciousness was not diminished in the slightest.

Wang Er didn't pay much attention; his family had big appetites, and he figured there were still quite a few pork knuckles left in the pot.

Thinking it over, Wang Er picked up the pork knuckle skin and put it in his mouth.

The unusual taste surprised and delighted Wang Er.

Before I could even chew properly, the skin rolled down my throat.

Wang Er smacked his lips, picked up the remaining lean meat, mixed it a few times in the rice, and then took a big bite.

In an instant, Wang Er's eyes brightened several degrees.

The meat broth was already very flavorful, and the distinct grains of rice were coated with the broth, giving them a pleasing color. When you ate them, the rice grains, infused with the aroma of meat, became even softer and more flavorful.

Wang Er felt that he could eat several large bowls of rice with just this meat broth.

He poured the remaining gravy into his own bowl, but Wang Er, who was already starving, had no intention of savoring it slowly.

They ate heartily, and in just a few dozen seconds, the bowl of rice was empty.

"Wife, go get some more pork knuckle."

He called out, but when he looked up, he saw that his wife and son were eating very slowly, their faces full of reluctance.

"It's gone."

Aunt Wang rolled her eyes at Wang Er and said irritably.

"How could it be gone?"

His family isn't so poor that they can only afford one pork knuckle per meal, right?

After Wang Er understood what had happened, he was filled with regret.

His stomach was still growling with hunger, but having already eaten braised pork knuckle, how could he possibly look at those unappealing vegetarian dishes?

There was still a thin layer of broth left at the bottom of the bowl containing the pork knuckle. Wang Er stirred the rice vigorously, trying to absorb all the broth, while glancing at the meat in his wife's bowl with a mournful look.

“I know Boss Lu. She used to have a stall on Yanliu Street. I’ll go check it out tomorrow.”

"I'll buy a few more then, so the three of us can eat our fill."

Wang Er, who barely managed to eat a bowl of rice with the remaining broth, wiped his mouth and discussed it with his aunt.

"Okay, we're not short of money, buy more."

Under Wang Er's envious gaze, Aunt Wang put the last little bit of meat into her mouth, a happy smile spreading across her face.

When it comes to cooking, Aunt Wang admires Boss Lu the most.

It's delicious, I love it.

...

As usual, Lu Wu watched the drama unfold on Yijietong, and after a good night's sleep, he woke up feeling refreshed the next day.

As usual, start cooking and lighting the fire.

With yesterday's experience as a foundation, Lu Wu believed that other diners would soon come running, so she doubled the amount of food she prepared today.

Several large pots of braised pork hocks needed to be slowly stewed, keeping Lu Wu extremely busy.

This is a huge project.

After the first batch was cooked, Grandpa Li once again appeared out of nowhere.

The broth in the pot was still bubbling, and the aroma of meat filling the air made Grandpa Li take a deep breath, instantly invigorating him.

Lu Wu was used to it, so she made a big pork knuckle for Grandpa Li.

"Xiao Lu, where did you set up your stall yesterday?"

Grandpa Li asked tentatively.

Yesterday he was so busy eating that he forgot to ask Lu Wu where her stall was.

When believers came to him, he could not provide any information.

As the Grand Elder of the Xi Jinping cult, he has failed in his duty.

Although he asked that question, his eyes never left the pork knuckle. Grandpa Li blew on it, and when the temperature was right, he took a big, eager bite.

This is the taste.

Last night, he had a wonderful dream in which the pork knuckles turned into beautiful women and spent the whole night with him.

He was woken up by hunger.

He had been waiting ever since Lu Wu lit the lamp, occasionally climbing over the wall to check on the progress.

Mr. Li, who was once a prominent figure in the area, has now degenerated into a thief just to get a braised pork knuckle.

"They set up a stall at the entrance of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons."

Lu Wu didn't hide it from her.

"Is this also a seven-day street vending event?"

"right."

Grandpa Li nodded. He had originally intended to inform the believers of this news, but then he thought of something and tapped into the private chat box.

Nowadays, there are many followers of the outer sect, a mixed bag, and there are also many spies among them.

If I tell others, all these people will try to take my food.

As the Grand Elder, he cannot remain inactive.

Grandpa Li simply sold the information to Lou Xiaotian and Qin Zhan, two inner disciples.

He had vetted both of them.

One is the son of a town lord, and the other is a disciple of a sect; both are of good character and should understand his intentions in the private chat.

Lou Xiaotian understands, he understands very well!

As one of the first people to try Lu Wu's steamed buns, he knew all too well how crazy the diners in Xiahe Town would go after news of Boss Lu spread.

Lou Xiaotian and Qin Zhan, not wanting to continue with the purchase restrictions, tacitly kept the news a secret.

There are still six days left. Let them eat some more, and then tell these believers about Boss Lu in the last two days.

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