Four more portions, and then four more. According to the original plan, the tofu stored in Chen Mo's food truck was quickly dwindling.
At this point, Dunzi and Zhang Feng, who had been watching by the side, couldn't resist any longer.
"Madman, did you get full just now?"
"Full? I had two bowls of spicy noodles, two servings of tofu, and a meat bun."
Dunzi smacked his lips and said, "Why do I feel like the Mapo tofu these guys are eating is different from what we had before?"
Zhang Feng focused his eyes and looked carefully, "Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit different. Feels like..."
"Glowing, right? Come here, stand at my angle and see if it's glowing."
Zhang Feng leaned his head beside Dunzi, "Damn, it really is glowing!"
The two of them simultaneously turned to look at each other, an unspoken understanding formed, and then they both stood up and went to the food truck.
"Boss Xiao Chen, give us two more servings!"
