Li Huan took out a folding dining table and stools and placed them next to the tricycle.
Hong Qigong had already smelled the enticing aroma of the dishes and hurriedly leaned over the food bucket, admiring them intently.
Li Huan cleared his throat and shouted loudly.
"Selling boxed lunches! Top-quality boxed lunches! Delicious boxed lunches!"
"Four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, all-you-can-eat staple food and fresh soup, plus complimentary chilled beer and chilled cola!"
A fat man hurriedly asked, "How many coins?"
Li Huan replied, "One hundred taels of silver for each boxed meal!"
With a whoosh, everyone backed away in fright.
The fat man grinned and said, "The stall owner must have misspoke. It should be one hundred coins!"
Li Huan held chopsticks, picked up a "spicy crayfish," and showed it to everyone.
"One hundred coins isn't even enough to buy one of the crayfish's claws!"
Hong Qigong took a deep breath of the aroma of the food, his stomach rumbling.
His eyes lit up: "Crayfish? What kind of crayfish is that?"
Li Huan said loudly, "Crayfish come from the overseas region of North America. They look like dragons, hence the name 'crayfish'!"
Hong Qigong then asked, "How does it compare to river shrimp?"
Li Huan replied, "The texture of crayfish meat is completely different from that of river shrimp. After my careful cooking, it is even more delicious than river shrimp!"
Hong Qigong pointed at the "Spicy Bullfrog" and slurped it down with envy.
"This dish smells amazing, what's it called?"
Li Huan introduced: "This is spicy bullfrog! It also comes from the overseas country of North America! The bullfrog is several times larger than the frogs in the Central Plains, and the meat is more tender and refreshing!"
As a true gourmet, Hong Qigong was extremely experienced; he could tell how delicious something was just by smelling its aroma and observing its color.
He swallowed hard, then pointed to the "fried peanuts" and asked, "What's this? Beans?"
Li Huan laughed and said, "Why don't you buy one to try and see?"
Hong Qigong took out several gold darts from his pocket and weighed them.
"Unfortunately, this dart is made of scrap metal inside, but plated with real gold on the outside. It's worth at most seven or eight coins of silver..."
Guo Jing hurriedly said to Hong Qigong, "I have gold, let's go back to the inn and get some!"
He had just turned around when a little girl squeezed into the crowd, carrying a food box in her hand.
"Brother Jing!"
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