The owner of the Qianxiang Cake was very kind. Perhaps it was because of the demon cultivator's temperament. Each piece of Qianxiang Cake was made to be half the size of an adult's palm.
Even for foodies like them, it would take several bites to finish it - well, for a foodie like Murong Yi, Gu Qingxi would never admit that she was also a foodie in front of outsiders.
But this little boy actually swallowed it in one bite. They didn't know if he chewed it or tasted it.
Looking at his small body, small face, and small mouth, they couldn't even imagine how he swallowed it.
Murong Yi stared at the little boy in a daze for a long time before she realized that he was still looking at her eagerly.
So she picked up another piece of Qianxiang Cake and handed it to him: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you, be careful not to choke."
Her worries were obviously unnecessary. The little boy just opened his mouth and the Qianxiang Cake disappeared without a trace, and then he looked up at her again.
There was no other way, Murong Yi could only take out the third piece of Qianxiang Cake and hand it over.
This time she didn't have the nerve to remind him. Seeing how others were eating one piece at a time, did they look like they were going to choke?
Indeed, the little boy opened his mouth again, and the third piece of Qianxiang Cake disappeared without a trace. Not to mention choking, he didn't even stretch his neck.
Murong Yi suddenly felt a little worried. Although they bought 20 boxes of Qianxiang Cake and were packing 50 boxes, the way the little guy was eating, no matter how many boxes he had, it would not be enough for him.
"Little brother, you are still young. Eating too much at once is not good for your stomach." Murong Yi squatted down and said with concern, her smile was more gentle than ever.
The little boy didn't say anything, but just stared at her eagerly as before, as if to say, "You promised me that you could eat whatever you wanted."
What does this mean? Can a powerful man in the Nascent Soul Realm go back on his word? It's just some food. I don't believe that you, a little kid, can eat more than me. Murong Yi felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, and even a little unconvinced.
"Here you go." Murong Yi simply picked up a whole box of Qianxiang Cake from the stall next to him and handed it to him.
There were still fifty boxes left to be packed, so they were not in a hurry to put the Qianxiang Cakes they had bought earlier into the storage bag.
Then, Murong Yi was stunned again.
One bite, two bites, three bites... The little boy took a piece at a time. In just a few breaths, the box of Qianxiang Cake was left with only an empty box, not even a bit of residue left.
Okay, okay, I want to see how much you can eat. Murong Yi handed over another whole box of Qianxiang Cake.
As a foodie, she felt that her dignity was seriously challenged.
Unfortunately, the facts that followed proved that her dignity as a foodie was not challenged, but crushed.
One box, two boxes, three boxes... When Murong Yi reached out again, she found that the stall next to her was empty. All twenty boxes of Qianxiang Cakes were eaten up by the little boy.
There was silence behind her. Everyone was dumbfounded, even the cake shop owner was stunned.
Having sold Qianxiang Cakes for a lifetime, he had seen many edible ones, but this was the first time he had seen someone who could eat so much, and this was just a child.
As for Murong Yi herself, she was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart with a knife, and even her face, which had finally returned to its original color, turned ashen again.
There were a full twenty boxes of Qianxiang Cakes, and she had only tasted one, and it was eaten up by others.
For a cultivator who could burst out ten times the combat power for food, and even split himself from one continent to another, how painful it must be.
"I knew you would be angry, but I said I was a big eater. Forget it, sister, I won't eat it anymore, please don't be angry, okay?" Seeing Murong Yi's blue face, the little boy bit his finger, a little scared and a little aggrieved, and said.
Murong Yi's face became even uglier: it sounded as if she would go back on her word for a little food.
"Don't we have fifty boxes left? Give them to me." Murong Yi said to the boss who was still in a daze.
"There are only 20 boxes left. I have packed 30 boxes just now, and he ate them all." The boss said in a cold sweat while holding 20 boxes of Qianxiang cakes.
He secretly thanked his luck that he was just daydreaming and forgot to send these 20 boxes over.
Murong Yi stumbled and almost fell to the ground: it turned out that he ate not only 20 boxes, but 50 boxes, 50 boxes... Well, it's not 50 boxes, because she and Gu Qingxi also tasted a piece each, but is there any difference, is there any difference?
Are you a pig? How can you eat so much? Oh no, pigs can't eat so much, let alone a piglet.
Looking at the little boy's still flat stomach, Murong Yi even suspected that he was the legendary glutton incarnation, but judging from the breath emanating from him, this was obviously impossible.
"Then give me another 50 boxes... No, a hundred boxes." Murong Yi calmed down and said to the boss.
She really didn't believe that a little kid could eat her out of money.
"Miss, although the Thousand Fragrance Fruit is not a great spiritual fruit, its production is extremely limited, and we can't make many Thousand Fragrance Cakes.
You see, I can only open the stall once every half a month, and there are so many people waiting behind me, should I let them buy first? When I make it next time, I will keep as many as you want." The boss said in embarrassment.
Murong Yi only then noticed that in just a short while, the line behind was longer.
The remaining Thousand Fragrance Cakes on the stall are probably barely enough for one box per person. If they buy another 100 boxes, there will definitely not be enough to sell.
"Let's go first." Gu Qingxi said.
Although everyone was stunned by the boy's good appetite, when they heard that they wanted to buy another 100 boxes of Thousand Fragrance Cakes, many people showed dissatisfaction on their faces. After
all, cultivators still focus on cultivation. It's okay to buy some Thousand Fragrance Cakes when passing by Xiling City and let relatives and friends taste them, but it's not worth making another special trip.
She didn't want to be drowned in spit for the Thousand Fragrance Cakes. Anyway, there were still twenty boxes left, and it would be enough for her to keep ten boxes. As for Murong Yi's ten boxes, whether she kept them for herself or kept her promise to let others eat them, that was none of her business.
"Okay." Murong Yi also noticed the dissatisfied eyes of the people behind her, so she could only take the Thousand Fragrance Cakes handed over by the boss, keep ten boxes for herself, and give the other ten boxes to Gu Qingxi, and then leave the crowd helplessly.
The little boy followed them closely, staring at the Thousand Fragrance Cakes in Murong Yi's hand, his eyes seemed to say: "You said you can eat whatever you want, you said you can eat whatever you want."
Murong Yi could easily read his gaze, and she regretted so much that she almost slapped herself on the mouth: It is said that you can take medicine randomly, but you can't say anything randomly. You have practiced for so many years, how come you don't even understand this truth.
Regret is regret, but you have to finish the cause you planted, no matter how bitter the fruit is, you have to finish it with tears. At this moment, Murong Yi experienced the regret and helplessness of Kong's previous life.
Resisting the pain in her heart like a knife, Murong Yi picked up another box of Qianxiang cake and prepared to hand it to the little boy.
"I have other snacks here, do you want to eat them?" Seeing Murong Yi's entanglement, Gu Qingxi asked.
"But I just want to eat Qianxiang cake." The little boy said with a bitter face.
"Try it first. If you don't like it, eat Qianxiang cake." Gu Qingxi took out a box of osmanthus cake, and a strange fragrance came to his nose.
The little boy's eyes lit up, and he almost couldn't wait to take it and eat it in big mouthfuls.
After eating, he never looked at the Qianxiang Cake in Murong Yi's hand again, but stared at Gu Qingxi's storage bag with expectation.
Such a result was not unexpected by Gu Qingxi at all. Although the ingredients of this box of osmanthus cake were not as rare as the Qianxiang Cake, when it comes to cooking skills, who in the world can compare with Ah Xiu, not to mention that this was a snack that Ah Xiu prepared carefully for her.
"Is it delicious?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"Delicious, delicious, I have never eaten such delicious snacks." The little boy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, swallowing his saliva involuntarily. What a
poor child, he doesn't look like he comes from a poor family from his clothes, why is he so greedy?
Gu Qingxi looked at the short shirt on the little boy, which seemed simple but of very good quality, and felt sympathy but also a little confused.
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