I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

The only difference is that Zizi can talk, but Mo Yan hardly speaks and just eats seriously.

I was clearly not eating quickly, but the amount of food on the plate was visibly decreasing.

Although it wasn’t like last night when we finished the entire plate, it was almost the same.

Then, Xing Tian and the Lao Jiu couple all knew what it meant to be able to eat.

This appetite!

Most people really can’t afford it.

Or in other words, an average family really cannot support two people like this.

If this happened in the past, even a landlord would have gone bankrupt.

Xing Tian had already prepared the food, but couldn't finish it, so he asked Lao Jiu and his wife to pack it up and take it home when he came over in the evening to eat it himself.

Now!

He was only worried about one thing: would the dishes that Lao Jiu's family prepared every day be enough to feed the mother and daughter?

"A Ning, what staple food did your family prepare today?"

"It's wontons, stuffed with vegetables and pork. I just chopped the stuffing this morning, so it's very fresh!"

"Really? I'll go to the kitchen with you!" Xing Tian stood up and said, "Niuniu, you and mommy eat first. Uncle Xing will go to the kitchen to see if their wontons are fresh. He will be back soon."

"Yes, okay, Uncle Xing."

The little girl didn't doubt Xing Tian's excuse at all, but nodded seriously. As for Mo Yan, as long as Xing Tian didn't take the initiative to talk to her, she basically wouldn't take the initiative to discuss anything with Xing Tian.

As soon as Xing Tian left the private room, he quickly went to Lao Jiu's kitchen.

"Old Nine, is there enough food for today?"

Lao Jiu was busy cooking in front of the stove, with three woks cooking at the same time. Seeing Xing Tian actually came into the kitchen, he hurriedly paid attention to the wok in front of him and called out politely, "Uncle, why are you in? There's so much smoke and fire here."

"I was worried that there wasn't enough food, so I came to check."

"Don't worry, I've just asked Ning to hang a sign at the door. We won't be accepting individual customers today. Except for the few tables that have been reserved before, no other new customers will be accepted. Leave all the ingredients here and serve the dishes to your private room. Don't worry, even 10 big men will be able to eat their fill."

He had already been shocked when his wife came in and said that the dishes in the private room were almost eaten up.

I didn't find it too surprising. Would a restaurant owner be afraid of a fat man?

There are always one or two people who can eat a lot, but most of them are men. Today, a pregnant woman came, and Lao Jiu didn't think it was a big problem.

Seeing that the couple had considered this, Xing Tian breathed a sigh of relief. He had brought people here with a solemn promise that the food must be delicious, but in the end, the guests were not full at the first meal. Not to mention anything else, if Qin Hong knew about this, he would probably laugh at him to death.

People will definitely say that Shanghai people are too shrewd and calculate everything, and even when they treat guests to a meal, they fail to let the guests have enough to eat.

Xing Tian was determined not to lose this person.

“Wontons are real, right?”

"Uncle, yes, there are 20 bowls. Do you think it's enough? If not, there are fillings in the freezer. I'll make some more now."

Xing Tian calculated that there were 12 wontons in a bowl. If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely not be able to finish 20 bowls, but Mo Yan——

Xing Tian felt that it was not so safe.

"Make more, not just wontons, but also your vegetable and meat dumplings, cook them all and bring them up."

"Hey! Okay, uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on."

After finishing the explanation, Xing Tian returned to the private room, feeling much more at ease.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Mo Yan's lips.

Even though the kitchen was separated from the private room by two layers of partitions, and with the loud noises from the stove and frying pans in the kitchen, Mo Yan and the others in the private room should not have been able to hear what was being said.

But who can blame Mo Yan for not being an ordinary person?

Even after Pei Zaizai's body had been baptized repeatedly by plant powers, his hearing and vision were several times better than those of ordinary people.

Therefore, not only Mo Yan heard what was said just now, but even the little cub Pei Zaizai heard it as well.

It’s just that both mother and daughter pretended not to know.

After all, the fact that they eat so much is enough to catch people off guard.

Why bother to reveal it?

Wouldn't that be embarrassing for both of us?

I think after today's meal, Director Xing will make all kinds of preparations in advance when he takes them out for dinner next time.

An hour and a half later.

The meal was finally finished.

Xing Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not about the cost of the check, but about the fact that he was really worried that Lao Jiu’s family would have nothing to serve him this time.

Even the steamed salty spareribs with rice flour were served. Xing Tian knew that those were the dishes prepared for today and they were all done. That was why they even opened the big jar and cooked the salty spareribs that had not yet been pickled.

Fortunately, Mo Yan and the others finally had their fill.

"Wow, so full. My stomach is so full! Uncle Xing, you haven't eaten anything, are you hungry?"

The cub's innocent question made Xing Tian a little embarrassed, "Uncle Xing has eaten a lot, so why are you hungry?"

"Really? But I see Uncle Xing doesn't eat much at all. You don't even eat as much as my little one."

Although this is not the case, it is true that Xing Tian really did not dare to eat too much.

He was afraid that if he ate one more bite, Mo Yan and her daughter would have one less bite.

If he didn't have a full stomach because he missed that one extra bite, wouldn't all his work today be in vain?

"Okay, kid, since Director Xing said he was full, then he must be full. If you keep saying that, it will be impolite."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Xing."

"It's okay, it's okay. Niuniu is just worried that I haven't eaten enough. She cares about me. Comrade Mo Yan, please don't blame Niuniu."

"Director Xing, can we have another meal at this restaurant before we leave Shanghai?"

Mo Yan really has a very favorable impression of this store.

Mainly because it's so delicious.

So, she thought that before leaving Shanghai, she must have another meal with her son.

"Of course you can. Wait a minute. I'll go and tell you. No matter what day you leave, tell me the night before. I'll have Lao Jiu prepare some extra ingredients. I came too suddenly today, so Lao Jiu didn't prepare much. He still has a lot of specialties that he hasn't served yet. Before you and Niuniu leave Shanghai, I'll have him use all his specialties. I guarantee that you'll enjoy the meal so much that you won't want to leave."

This is not an exaggeration. There are indeed some big dishes that need to be prepared several days in advance.

Xing Tian really didn't expect Mo Yan's ability to eat so much that he could fight against dozens of big men alone.

It’s a pity that Qin Hong sent such a long telegram that is as long as a letter, but he couldn’t say a few more words?

Just say that Comrade Mo Yan has a big appetite and we must make sure she eats her fill.

If he had said one more word, Comrade Mo Yan could eat as much as thirty or fifty adult men, so could he earn ten more dollars?

Well, you know what, at that time, a telegram cost one dollar per word, and an extra sentence this long would cost ten dollars more.

Bah! No, how can I excuse Qin Hong? Anyway, this guy must have done it on purpose!

Director Xing was secretly complaining in his heart.