Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow

Mag had prepared more than 30 loaves of bread for lunch, and they sold out in a little while. The aroma of meat really whetted many customers' appetite; they asked Mag to make some more.

However, there was nothing he could do. He had only prepared that many, so those who came first would be served first. He needed at least two hours to knead the dough and stew the meat; it was not like the Yangzhou fried rice which only took him several minutes to make a plate of.

Customers were interested in the exquisite bag too. One even said he would use it as a little money bag. They thought the drawing on the back was extremely cute. Their compliments made Amy elated.

By dinnertime, more people had heard about this and more customers came. The Yangzhou fried rice and roujiamo made them crazy. They were cooked in a unique way, but their taste was intoxicating. They had completely subverted their concept of food.