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Chapter 673 - 657: Aren’t You Afraid of Eating Yourself Sick?
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Chapter 673: Chapter 657: Aren’t You Afraid of Eating Yourself Sick?

"Dad, Mom, I’m back."

Elder Yao’s son, Yao Qingquan, came back from work carrying his briefcase.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he greeted his parents.

"Oh, you’re back!"

Madam Yao, seeing her son, suddenly remembered her duties: "Oh no, I still have soup simmering in the kitchen!"

She hurried back to the kitchen to check on her soup, worried that her negligence might ruin it.

Elder Yao, smiling, said to Yao Qingquan, who had just changed his shoes: "I got some garlic spare ribs, have a piece and taste it."

"No need, I still have to check on how Hui’s homework is going..."

Yao Qingquan instinctively refused, but the aroma from the piece of garlic spare ribs directly hit his nose, making his mouth water, and he couldn’t help but say, "Mmm, it smells so good..."

He couldn’t resist reaching out for it.

"You rascal..."

Elder Yao, a bit speechless, chuckled and left after saying that, heading to the bathroom due to urgent needs.

Yao Qingquan bit into the garlic spare ribs in his hand.

Wow~

So delicious~

The meat was tender and flavorful, crispy and tasty, with a strong garlic aroma lingering in his mouth, leaving a long aftertaste...

He devoured the piece of garlic spare ribs within a few bites and casually took another piece from the box to eat.

Then...

He couldn’t stop himself.

Piece after piece, he ate heartily.

It wasn’t until he finished the last piece of garlic spare ribs that he suddenly realized: "No way, that’s all?"

"What’s all gone?"

Elder Yao came out of the bathroom, looked up, and saw the table piled with rib bones, understanding the situation, his eyes widened, and he got angry: "I just took a quick bathroom break, and you finished them all?!"

"It’s just... the garlic spare ribs were too fragrant and too delicious, I couldn’t resist, and accidentally ate them all."

Yao Qingquan defended himself with a chuckle, then couldn’t help but complain: "Dad, when you buy them, you should buy more, just this little bit isn’t even enough to get stuck between teeth..."

Wow~

So it was still his fault...

Elder Yao’s arms tingled with the urge to pinch, and he shouted: "These were for my grandson, and you finished them all by yourself, and you dare to say I didn’t buy enough..."

Covered in spit, Yao Qingquan instinctively stepped back a few paces, speechless as he stated: "But Dad... it’s not entirely my fault, you were the one who let me eat them..."

"You..."

Elder Yao had to remind himself three times in his heart, "He’s my own, he’s my own, he’s my own," then held himself back: "Forget it, go help Hui with his homework then..."

But looking at the pile of rib bones on the table, Elder Yao couldn’t help but ask himself, a soul-searching question: Were they really that good?

His wife, hearing this, also looked surprised.

It’s known that their son usually doesn’t like ribs much, even fragrant fried ribs aren’t his thing.

At most, he’d try one or two pieces.

But now he ate the entire portion of garlic spare ribs all by himself in one go.

Not to mention he even complained it wasn’t enough...

Seems like Old Yuan was right, the food at this restaurant is really tasty!

She quickly poked her head out of the kitchen and said: "Old Yao, hurry and buy a few more portions, our grandson and daughter-in-law haven’t eaten yet! When our grandson finishes his writing and finds out the garlic spare ribs are gone, he’ll throw a fit..."

She was worried her grandson would throw a tantrum, and her son and daughter-in-law would then beat him.

That would be the death of her!

"You don’t need to say, I know, I’m about to go and buy more!"

Ah!

If only he had listened, he wouldn’t have to come back again now!

If he had known, he should have bought more portions at once, so he wouldn’t have to make another trip now.

When he hurried back to the new store’s entrance...

The queue at the store entrance was visibly longer than when he left.

But he knew, this store had a pretty fast serving speed, and many customers just picked up a few boxed braised meals and drinks to take home.

So!

Although the line at the door looked long, it shouldn’t take long before his turn.

Thus...

He continued to stand in line at the back, maintaining an attitude of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do."

The wait was indeed a bit torturous.

But with his beloved grandson at home waiting to eat, plus the enticing aroma drifting from the store lured him to stay.

After waiting a while, he followed the queue into the store.

Then.

Next to his ear came a familiar voice: "Yo, old man, it’s you!"

"Didn’t I say you would definitely have to make another trip, look, wasn’t I right?"

The familiar voice and the tone of mockery made Elder Yao unable to resist turning his head.

It was surprising.

Seeing him made a hint of astonishment flash across his face.

"How are you still eating here? How many braised chicken leg meals and bowls of Wensi Tofu have you had?"

One bowl of braised chicken leg rice plus one bowl of Wensi Tofu, one serving of fermented black bean steamed ribs, and one serving of Longjing Shrimp, shouldn’t take too long, right!

At most, you should be able to finish them within half an hour, right!

But it took him forty to fifty minutes to get back and forth, and this guy is still eating...

Ugh...

Aren’t you afraid of overeating?

Zhang Qijun took a sip of Wensi Tofu, leisurely saying: "Old man, you don’t get it, do you? I’m savoring the food, savoring requires taking time to really enjoy it. If I gulp it all down, wouldn’t I be wasting such wonderful food? Besides, Boss Huang’s food is worth spending half an hour, even an hour, to savor slowly and carefully."

Mr. Yao: "..."

It did sound like he had a point, leaving him with no retort.

But if everyone ate as slowly as he did, how would this store do business...

Of course, that’s not something an old man like him can control.

Alright then!

You take your time savoring, I won’t accompany you.

Mr. Yao saw the people in front find seats, hurried to the counter with a smile and said to Yang Huiru: "Young lady, I’d like five servings of garlic spare ribs to go, please."

Yang Huiru operated the ordering machine, then said apologetically: "Sorry, sir, the garlic spare ribs are sold out."

"What? Sold out?"

Elder Yao looked at Yang Huiru in disbelief.

Impossible...

Wasn’t it said there were 200 servings of garlic spare ribs prepared?

How long has it been, and they’re sold out?

These people are too fierce...

This is simply not letting anyone live!

So.

How could he explain when he went back?

At this moment, Elder Yao regretted not listening to advice before!

Yang Huiru kindly replied: "Yes, they’re sold out. Sir, maybe you can come back tomorrow noon!"

"Not a single portion left?" Elder Yao asked unwillingly.

If there were any, even at double the price, he would pay without hesitation.

Yang Huiru shook her head: "Really none left, but we do have one portion of sweet and sour ribs, would you like that?"

Ah!

Better than nothing!

Anyway, his grandson likes sweet and sour ribs too.

"Yes, I’ll take it!"

"Alright, just a moment."

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