646 Queue Up, Take Your Time, Don’t Snatch (2/2)

What a foolish move!

”Hey, brat, you are really a moron! I doubt you have the ability to back your foolishness up!” Fei Jin gave his belly a good slap, causing waves of belly fat to jiggle about furiously.

In the next moment, the diners had all ceased talking and began to queue up in an orderly fashion. One by one, each of them grabbed a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of that Stir-Fried Beef Offal.

A mouth of Stir-Fried Beef Offal would bring one to the heavens.

The diners all noded uncontrollably in satisfaction. After swallowing their portion, they even licked their lips vigorously, and the Stir-Fried Beef Offal's spiciness had caused all the customers to blush slightly.

Although it was exceedingly spicy, it was still somewhat bearable for the diners. Such exact precision was tremendously challenging to attain, and that was the main attraction for the diners. Fei Jin's Stir-Fried Beef Offal was what enabled this restaurant to rise to its current status as the number one restaurant in this village.

After the diners had finished eating the Stir-Fried Beef Offal, everyone seemed to become more distracted, not holding much expectations toward Bu Fang's Egg Custard.

That was exactly what Xiao Ya was worried about.

However, whenever she looked at Bu Fang, he was still as composed as ever, to the point where it became somewhat irritating. Bu Fang even pulled a stool over to lean against as he gently exhaled a mouthful of air.

”Okay. After tasting the Stir-Fried Beef Offal, it will be my Egg Custard's turn. Come, queue up in an orderly manner, and remember, do not fight over it.”

Do not fight over it?

His sentence stupefied everyone.

The waitress's smug look instantly turned ugly. She had never seen anyone so shameless! Who the hell wanted to fight over his Egg Custard? Which one of your eyes saw anyone struggling over your dish?

Damn! This guy was actually insane!

Fei Jin was also caught off-guard by Bu Fang's words. His fat face trembled slightly as he gave Bu Fang a death stare.

”Fight over your Egg Custard? Where the hell did your confidence come from?”

”Hurry up and eat it,” Bu Fang sat on his chair as he played with his long white polished nails, not even raising his head while he said calmly.

Fei Jin was instantly enraged as his belly trembled with fury.

The diners similarly had a mocking smirk upon their faces.

The crowd then began to line up orderly as each of them clasped a soup spoon within their hands. The first guy stood before the piping-hot Egg Custard while his mouth still had a lingering taste from the Beef Offal.

This Egg Custard was like a naked beauty, stirring up their nefarious desires.

”Try it,” Bu Fang said as he glanced toward the first diner.

That diner was stunned as he immediately recovered his composure and dug his soup spoon into the dish. That tofu-like Egg Custard broke apart instantaneously like a mirror in perfect condition getting shattered. Its rich aromatic fragrance burst forth with vigor as it gushed out from the custard's tear, rushing high up into the heavens!

Sizzle!!

White vapor erupted from the dish-like geysers as they blasted onto the first diner's face. That diner seemed drunk and intoxicated as he irresistibly breathed in a mouthful of air, causing his face to flush with a bright red color immediately.

”G-good... Good... This is excellent and absolutely delicious!”

This penetrative fragrance seemed to have exceeded everyone's expectations. Nonetheless, no one had ever anticipated that once the custard broke, a scent of such thickness and vigor would burst forth so overbearingly!

Fei Jin's eyes shrank.

Swoosh!

It was as though the Egg Custard was jelly. With the Egg Custard getting removed, a tender and delicious egg ”flesh” jiggling about underneath it was revealed.

The diner's nostrils began to expand as they gazed greedily upon the crystal-like egg cream and obstreperously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

”Nommm!”

When the Egg Custard entered his mouth, the diner's eyes instantly bulged out ballistically while his pores contracted at an astonishing rate. White vapor seemed to have escaped from his nostrils as the Egg Custard began to dance about within his mouth cavity, making his whole body tremble intractably.

Gentle and pure?

Like an innocently naked beauty?

These were all damn lies!

The taste of this Egg Custard... was ferociously tyrannical.

That diner felt as though he got wholly engulfed by the egg's shell. When he took in a mouthful of Egg Custard, his imaginary shell completely shattered as he felt like a chick, one that hoped to spread its mighty wings across the lands.

”Okay done, next. Slowly, take your time. Don't fight over it,” Bu Fang said placidly as he gave a sidelong glance toward the intoxicated diner.

That seemingly drunk diner suddenly came back to reality as a look of anxiety surfaced onto his face.

”No! Let me have one more scoop! Just one!”

The diners that were queueing behind then gave him a massive slap to the face, completely knocking down onto the floor.

”How about I fight over your sister!” The next diner carefully extended his soup spoon into the custard as he reprimanded angrily.

Swoosh!

The jelly-like Egg Custard began to dance around elegantly on the soup spoon while it emitted an alluring fragrance, intoxicating people around it.

”Madness! This group of people has got to be mad!”

Fei Jin's forehead began to sweat profusely as he stared at the group of people fighting over a bowl of Egg Custard like savage animals. He could not believe his eyes. He didn't want to believe it. Why did this group of people still craved for the bland Egg Custard after having eaten his Stir-Fried Beef Offal?

How spectacular could a bowl of Egg Custard be?!

”What? You don't believe that my dish is good?” Bu Fang leaned sideways against the chair as he said smugly to the flabbergasted Fei Jin.

Fei Jin gaped in shock.

”If you don't believe it, come and have a taste,” Bu Fang said calmly. However, as he turned over to the Egg Custard, his brows instantly twitched. ”Oops, they have finished all my Egg Custard... I specifically told them not to fight over it.”

As Fei Jin looked at Bu Fang's grave expression, he felt as though an invisible slap landed on his face.