Finally, Li Huashi thought that it didn't cost much money anyway, so she ordered one.

The meatballs were over-fried. I don’t know why, but they looked over-cooked.

When you take a bite, it feels like you are eating a piece of dry pork scraps, which is fine and has a loose texture like a shortbread.

The gravy inside was indeed very fresh and tender, and the salty and fragrant gravy was like drinking a mouthful of thick soup.

Then came the second, the third...

I ate eight servings in a row.

Li Huashi looked at the fried meatballs in her hand and fell silent. . .

I actually ate eight servings of this?!

The hawker seldom met such big customers because his selling price was relatively high. I guess the other party hesitated at first because of the appearance.

He asked again enthusiastically: "Miss, would you like another serving?"

Li Huashi didn't say anything, she hesitated, she had eaten too much, she was full and a little fed up... But she still wanted to eat.

Li Huashi wondered if this guy had added something addictive into the meatballs.

The peddler didn't care when he saw that Li Huashi ignored him again. It was inevitable to encounter some strange customers when doing business.

Li Huashi stood there for a while, planning to order two more servings when she wasn't so full anymore, so that she wouldn't get tired of eating all at once and then stop eating.

"Two servings of meatballs and one serving of Luo soup."

At this time, a male voice sounded beside Li Huashi, and he handed the silver in his hand to the vendor.

Luotang? What is that?

Just as Li Huashi was wondering, she saw two fried meatballs and a bowl of milky soup suddenly appear in front of her.

"I've watched you for a long time, young lady. I guess you were in a hurry to go out and forgot to bring money. This soup is refreshing and can help relieve the greasiness."

Li Huashi paused and looked in the direction of the person coming.

Eh? Isn't this an old acquaintance...