Watching as two young men turned back to the beautiful young widow Gao Hui's bun shop, they were going to buy more buns.
Xiu Ju's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Shen Qiang, did you give her the Datong River bun recipe?"
Shen Qiang smiled and said indifferently, "What I taught her is a taste even better than Datong River's buns."
Xiu Ju's eyes shimmered brightly, and at that moment, more and more people began to walk by, holding buns and nibbling on them.
"So delicious, truly worthy of Provincial City. Even a one-yuan bun can taste this good. When I go home, I'll buy some more to take back for my wife and child to try."
"Oh my, these buns are amazing."
"Mmm mmm, really both cheap and tasty, so fragrant, even better than the buns I had at the hotel with the boss last time."
"These buns are awesome, I'll come back at noon."
"Really fantastic, not only is the owner beautiful, but the taste of these buns is also so authentic."
