Zhang Xingrong came in carrying a load of food and placed it on the table next to her. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing everyone eating, she smiled, "Oh, everyone's eating? Then I don't need this anymore?"
She wouldn't beg people to eat it like Lian Ya did. It would be better if she didn't eat it! If she didn't eat it, she would put it in the space and eat it slowly!
She couldn't help but grinning at the thought of saving so much food!
"It's definitely useful! It's definitely useful!" Lin Zi was afraid she would leave, so he went up to her and held the carrying pole. "What delicious food did you make... What is this? Why does it smell so good?"
"Fried buns!" Zhang Xingrong wiped his sweat.
"Fried buns?" Liu Tiezhu exclaimed, quickly putting down the porridge and sweet potatoes in his hands and running towards Zhang Xingrong. "I haven't had fried buns in a long, long time!"
The other young men couldn't help but drop their food and run towards Zhang Xingrong. Many of them were from the north and had made fried steamed buns at home. They missed the taste. Fried steamed buns, like fried rice, were staple foods. They hadn't been able to eat them often before, so being able to do so once in a while was considered a blessing.
But we haven’t eaten it for a long time, and we all miss the taste.
As for the others, they had become so accustomed to Zhang Xingrong's cooking that they had become quite picky. Without Zhang Xingrong's food, they didn't mind, but when Zhang Xingrong came, of course they would eat her food first.
"Sister Rongya, hurry up and give me a big bowl of steamed buns first, and then I'll eat the jelly later!"
"I'll eat the fried buns first too!"
Zhang Xingrong took a bowl and filled some for herself and Shitou, then went aside and said, "Divide among yourselves."
Everyone has hands and feet, there is no need to put it in their mouths.
Lin Zi and the others knew Zhang Xingrong's temper; she had her own temper and wouldn't indulge others. They went up and divided the steamed buns among themselves, giving each person a large bowl.
Lian Ya, who was standing behind, couldn't help but turn pale when she saw this.
Everyone was clearly eating her food just now, but how come when Zhang Xingrong came, everyone threw away her food and ran to eat Zhang Xingrong's?
Is this because he dislikes her things? How can she put her face to shame?
But those people in front didn’t care whether her face was black or not, because the fried steamed buns were so fragrant, and paired with the red chili sauce on the side, it was simply a delicacy!
"Sister, give this bowl to Brother Ran." Lin Zi handed her a big bowl with a smile.
Zhang Xingrong looked up at Lu Ran across from her and saw that he was also looking at them. She quickly turned her head away and said, "I don't want that. You want me to get shot, don't you?"
Others may not be clear-headed, but she must be. Now that Lu Ran is Zhang Xinglian's fiancé, what's the point of her getting close to him?
If she wasn't looking for an opportunity to ruin their marriage, she wouldn't have come to help with cooking!
Lin Zi hurriedly glanced at Zhang Xinglian, only to see Zhang Xinglian, with a dark face, quickly adjusting her expression and walking over.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he hurried away: "I'll take you there, I'll take you there myself!"
As he said that, he went to bring steamed buns to Lu Ran.
Zhang Xinglian walked up and smiled at everyone, "So everyone likes to eat this? What is this?"
Liu Tiezhu then remembered the sweet potatoes and porridge he had thrown away, and smiled sheepishly: "Sister Lian Ya, I'm sorry, this is the fried steamed buns we eat in our hometown. I missed the taste so much that I didn't eat your porridge!"
The other brothers felt a little embarrassed and apologized as well.
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