Sure enough, as soon as Yin Huan stopped, he subconsciously glanced under her skirt again. He looked shifty and somewhat lewd.

"What are you looking at?" Yin Huan turned around and met Ahui's furtive gaze.

Ah Hui stood up straight, burying his head in the sand: "No, I didn't see anything."

“Take me to eat barbecue.” Yin Huan glanced at him but didn’t call him out.

Ah Hun gave an awkward smile, as if nothing had happened, and took Yin Huan to the barbecue stall. As they walked, he continued to peer around, unwilling to give up.

Seeing his curiosity, Yin Huan laughed and lifted her skirt: "If you want to look, look openly, don't look like a thief."

"Huh, it's not a tail," Ahui said in surprise, speaking softly.

When she was eating, there was clearly a tail under her skirt, so how did it turn into legs now?

Silver Ring proudly puffed out her small chest and glared at him: "Are you stupid? Who am I? I'm just a pair of legs!"

When it comes to sorcery, Yinhuan can only find confidence in Ah Hui. There's no way around it; of all the demons in the family, she's the most useless, and everyone else can outdo her.

She was incredibly strange; compared to a mortal who knew no magic, it was impossible to tell where she got her face.

Silver Ring asked, "Face? What's that? Can you eat it?"

"..." Ahui was stunned, then slapped his forehead. He was dumbfounded, truly dumbfounded. How could a monster not know magic?

Ahui reflected on himself for a second, then took Yinhuan to the barbecue stall.

The barbecue stall was overflowing with a dazzling array of ingredients. Silver Ring sniffed the aroma of food wafting from the embers, smacked its lips twice, pointed with its paw, and ordered one of everything on the stall.

It smells amazing, a hundred times better than the rabbit roasted by the Green Python.

I'm so hungry, I want to eat, eat, eat.

......

Two and a half hours later, the barbecue stall, which usually doesn't do much business, was surrounded by crowds.

A group of passersby, who were just passing by, stared in disbelief at the little girl on the small stool who was chewing rapidly. Next to the little girl sat a middle-aged man with a worried expression.

The little girl is fair-skinned and clean-cut, with two small ponytails on her head. Her eyes are big and bright, and she is just as beautiful as the little girls in anime.

The little girl is cute, but what doesn't match her cute appearance are the four trash cans and eight empty orange juice bottles under her stool.

Everyone looked up at the sky and then at the ground, and they were all incredibly amazed.

Look what they saw... A little girl not only downed eight large bottles of orange juice, but also found four trash cans full of garbage. Those trash cans were filled with chicken wing bones...

That's so strange! She ate so much, how come her stomach is still flat? Where did all the food go?

How can she eat so much? No wonder her brother looks so worried. At this rate, I'm afraid the whole family's combined salary wouldn't be enough to support her.

Passersby watched with great interest, and some fashion-conscious young people quickly took out their phones to start taking street photos.

This isn't some internet celebrity competitive eater on screen, but a cute little girl competitive eater sitting on a bench, looking like a hamster.

Take a picture, you absolutely must take a picture.

Let those internet celebrities who eat while holding a rice cooker see what a real competitive eater is.

Yin Huan kept her eyes straight ahead, completely absorbed in the food, ignoring the scrutinizing glances around her. She was determined to eat her fill today, a rare treat for her.

It's delicious. I'll bring Hei Xiong along tomorrow night. Then they can eat together.

Yin Huan ate while thinking about Hei Xiong, and she was enjoying her meal, but A Hui next to her was going crazy.

Seeing that the barbecue ingredients were running out, Ahui was furious and couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up, grabbed Yinhuan's phone, scanned the payment QR code without waiting for her consent, and dragged the still-unsatisfied Yinhuan away from the barbecue stall as if their lives depended on it.

Miscalculation, miscalculation. He only knew she loved to eat, but he never imagined that beneath that snakeskin, she possessed a stomach that was practically bottomless.

Once the two left, the passersby finally straightened up their jaws.

Looking at the four numbers transferred via WeChat, the proprietress beamed with joy: "Wow, I've lived most of my life, and today I've really learned something new. If every customer could eat as much as my little girl, I could buy a house in another six months."

"Come on, do you think we run a five-star hotel? Buying a house in six months? I'm thinking of buying a house tomorrow." The barbecue stall owner next door chuckled as he looked at his WeChat.

"Go away, I wasn't talking to you. Hey, that little girl can really eat. By the way, do you have any chicken wings left?"

"That's all. My five-day supply is sold out. I have to go get more stock tomorrow."

"When you go to buy more goods tomorrow, give me half of them."

Okay, so Little Silver Ring ate her fill of barbecue. One meal there was enough to eat five days' worth of food from two different barbecue restaurants – it was simply…