Shi Fengfeng followed behind him, her heart pounding like a deer, her head spinning, her mind in turmoil. She had never met such a polite, warm, and handsome man in her entire life.

The waiter, annoyed at being disturbed from his sleep, glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It's only a little past three. What are you having for lunch? Lunch is over, and dinner isn't even time yet."

Despite being scolded by the waiter, Feng Zhiqing wasn't angry at all. "Do you have any more meat buns? We'll just have something to eat; we don't need any stir-fried dishes."

"Meat buns are two cents each. Go get them yourself. How many do you want?"

"Give me six."

The waiter issued a receipt, collected one dollar and twenty cents and three ounces of grain coupons, and then went back to dozing off.

Six plump, white steamed buns filled with meat were placed in front of Shi Fengfeng. Shi Fengfeng couldn't help but swallow hard. These were steamed buns made of pure white flour, and they were filled with meat.

She hadn't had meat in a long time, but her remaining restraint prevented her from reaching for the meat bun.

"Eat up, try it and see how it tastes." Feng Zhiqing pretended to be someone who ate this all the time, but in fact he hadn't eaten wheat flour and meat in a long time. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a meat bun, took a big bite, and exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!"

The natural wheat aroma from the white flour blends with the fragrance of pork fat, creating an aroma that hits you right in the head.

Seeing how much Feng Zhiqing enjoyed it, Shi Fengfeng couldn't resist taking one to eat as well. She took a small bite, and the bun was so delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue.

"Uncle, Uncle!" Li Xiangdong burst into Li Song's office at the Agricultural Bureau.