Perhaps realizing that her persona had been shattered, Longzhu smiled shyly at Lu Wushi, her little face flushed.
She should be more ladylike.
The Queen Mother said that human women are dignified and elegant.
After tasting the Krabby Patty, Dragon Ball regretted eating it too fast.
The delicious flavor only lingered briefly in his mouth, vanishing in an instant; Dragon Ball never truly tasted its essence.
Fortunately, she still has one left.
Holding the Krabby Patty, Dragon Ball seemed to have found a beloved treasure and began to eat it in small bites.
They looked so adorable.
But what came to Lu Wu's mind was that huge mouth that was open so wide you could see its throat.
As for Ryujin, he started eating the Krabby Patty as soon as he got it, occasionally humming words of praise, completely oblivious to everything else.
Even when his mother glared at him with sharp eyes, Long Zhen ignored her.
None of his tribesmen had ever told him how delicious the food on the shore was. If he had known, he wouldn't have given this mission to his foolish younger brother.
"..."
Seeing her children's useless behavior, Empress Zhang was so angry that her stomach ached.
"I may be angry, but I can't hurt my stomach," Zhang Hou said slowly, looking at Lu Wu with a scrutinizing gaze for a long time.
"Give me a set meal."
Only by personally tasting the wickedness of that snail rice noodle soup can she find evidence to force humanity to hand over their youngest son.
Facing the elegant and aloof Zhang Hou, whose red and green outfits were a stark contrast, Lu Wu once again attacked from both sides.
The rice noodles were scooped out from the steaming hot water.
The snow-white rice noodles made Empress Zhang frown. There was nothing strange about these noodles. However, after the appearance of the heavyweight pickled bamboo shoots, she became even more convinced of her judgment.
Indeed, humans are so vicious!
Watching the white rice noodles being submerged in the bright red broth, along with the strangely smelling ingredients, Zhang Hou sighed heavily.
How did humans learn to waste food?
Isn't it said that food is the most important thing for people?
When that bowl of uniquely smelled snail rice noodles was handed to Zhang Hou, she wished she could cover her nose and run away as fast as she could.
But how could she, a dignified empress, lose face here?
With a dark expression, Empress Zhang sat in her chair, pondered for a long time, and finally picked up... the Krabby Patty.
The moment she truly tasted the Krabby Patty, Empress Zhang understood why her children had acted so out of control.
As the queen of the chapter, her daily meals are carefully prepared, but none of them can compare to this small crab roe burger in front of her.
As the rich oils burst on the tongue, the soul of the author seems to be elevated.
At that moment, she forgot about her youngest son who was still "suffering," and held the crab burger in her hands as if it were a precious treasure.
The delicious flavor is simply irresistible.
But even a Krabby Patty has its end. After she swallowed the last bite, a look of blissful enjoyment lingered on Zhang Hou's face.
It was the smell of snail rice noodles in front of her that woke her up.
At this moment, the author felt as if she had fallen from heaven to hell.
After tasting the delicious crab roe burger, Zhang Hou felt an intense loathing for this bowl of snail rice noodles.
If it weren't for this powder, she could have eaten another Krabby Patty.
With such a heavy heart, Zhang Hou picked up her chopsticks.
When she was young, she once sneaked ashore and learned human dining etiquette, and she used chopsticks very well.
After rolling up a few strands of rice noodles, Zhang Hou simply shut off her sense of smell.
After losing the odor, the snail rice noodles in front of me weren't so unpalatable.
With that thought in mind, Zhang Hou took a bite of a rice noodle.
The springy rice noodles were very smooth, and the rich broth was absorbed by them. The snail meat wrapped around the rice noodles also ended up in Zhang Hou's mouth.
The plump snail meat is very satisfying to eat.
With a little chewing, the food falls into the esophagus along with the swallowing motion.
Only after swallowing all the food in her mouth did Zhang belatedly realize that the taste of the snail rice noodles had nothing to do with the unpleasantness she had imagined.
She stopped in surprise, looked at the bowl of soup noodles, and suspiciously released her sense of smell.
The smell hit me instantly.
The familiar scent told Zhang that the food in front of her had not been changed.
But the taste!
Despite the dulled reaction from her taste buds, Zhang Hou stubbornly picked up another mouthful of noodles and ate it.
This time she did not shut down her sense of smell.
The smell filled her nasal cavity, which she still found unbearable.
The delicious taste in her mouth made Zhang Hou seem to be caught between two extremes.
The completely different feelings, the collision of smells and tastes, like an iceberg meeting lava, brought a great shock to the chapter.
"Delicious" is an understatement to describe the food before me.
After completely letting go of her prejudices, Zhang began to slurp her noodles.
She thought she understood; those people who were crying in the wind just now must have been moved to tears by how delicious the snail rice noodles were.
Oblivious to everything else, Empress Zhang, focused solely on slurping her noodles, was unaware that she was being the subject of surprised and envious glances from many diners.
Unlike those who are all talk and no action, when Zhang Hou eats spicy food, it's like she's eating a regular meal.
Various colored chilies covered the bowl, and Zhang Hou even savored their fiery flavor as a side dish.
The scene of him eating spicy food without changing his expression made many diners realize that they had met their match.
"This person doesn't seem to be taught by Baozi."
"I've never seen her before."
"I hope we won't let an outsider take the top spot."
The followers of the Xi Jinping cult began to tip off Zhang Hou, who seemed completely unperturbed, and they felt that the dignity of the Xi Jinping cult had been challenged.
How could a mere outsider compare to these believers?
The diners, who had been wary of each other, exchanged glances and eventually reached a consensus.
They will unite and defeat this diner who dared to challenge the dignity of the Baozi Cult.
Victory must belong to them.
"Let's go, come back tomorrow."
Some diners gazed intently at Zhang Hou, imprinting her face in their minds, before heading towards Yuanhai City.
With just one more day, they can go back and continue training to improve their tolerance for spiciness.
Why not settle the score today?
That's because that darn boss Lu imposed purchase restrictions.
And that annoying big yellow dog.
He has an excellent memory; if any customers who have bought food before try to sneak in again, Da Huang will ruthlessly find them.
They will be greeted by a fiery jet of flame.
They certainly didn't want to be running around naked in front of Boss Lu.
It's definitely not that they're afraid!
After finishing a bowl of snail rice noodles, Zhang Hou rubbed her full stomach, looking completely satisfied.
She admitted that she had thought too darkly of humanity.
Now that her foolish son hadn't been threatened by humans, the chapter ended with her feeling relieved.
She beckoned to her two children, who were squatting to one side watching the other diners with eyes that seemed to hold the cunning of tigers and wolves, and gestured for them to return to the palace.
You can't steal it.
If this small business owner is scared away, how will she come to eat snail rice noodles and mini hamburgers tomorrow?
Perhaps she had eaten too much, because Zhang Hou's mind was working slowly, and she just swaggered into the sea.
Lu Wu really wanted to ask, are all the sea people so stupid?
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