Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 268 - 269: I Am a Devout Vegetarian—Until Now

Chapter 268: Chapter 269: I Am a Devout Vegetarian—Until Now

Kerry brought the yellow banana to his nose and sniffed it. The rich wheat aroma was much more fragrant than any whole wheat bread he had eaten.

Given his current level of Huaxia language skills, he really couldn’t recall the name of this thing. It looked like a yellow banana, so he decided to call it that.

At this moment, Kerry regretted the awful memories of being tormented by meat that flooded his mind.

But this was kindly shared by someone else, and they were earnestly watching him, eyes filled with encouragement, he thought?

He truly was a nice guy.

Since that’s the case, even if it tastes awful, I can’t reject their kindness.

Kerry steeled himself, opened his mouth, and took a bite of the yellow banana.

"Sizzle..."

"Whoo!"

With one bite, Kerry exclaimed as a transparent meat juice squirted onto his new clothes.

At the same time, a slightly hot broth ran down from his mouth to his chin.

But he was too busy to care about that. The incredible taste had already pierced through his feeble taste buds.

It was the same beef flavor, but eating it at home always felt particularly fishy, making him nauseous.

He had thought only the freshness of vegetables could save his stomach, but he never imagined that this golden banana could as well?!

"Oh my goodness!"

Kerry, with the remaining half of the golden banana in his mouth, couldn’t help but put his hands on his head.

"What am I eating? Is this a mysterious Eastern Magic product? Why does the beef aroma seem so rich, yet I don’t feel nauseous at all?"

"Why is the beef that should be stringy and dry so tender?"

"This must be the wondrous Eastern Magic!"

Yang Wei looked curiously at this foreigner, biting on half-fried dumpling and babbling in a language he couldn’t understand. With his Level 6 English, he only caught the "Oh my goodness."

Dude, watch it. You’re spraying soup everywhere as you talk!

Kerry carefully took out the remaining half of the golden banana from his mouth, and seeing the meat filling like a tiny meatball, felt it was truly incredible.

It was actually meat!

He eagerly stuffed it back into his mouth, where the crispy skin and tender beef complemented each other, releasing a rich aroma that transported him to the Great Grassland.

Beside him, cows leisurely grazed on grass while he relaxedly ate beef-flavored vegetables.

Yes, beef-flavored vegetables.

Only vegetables could have such a crunchy texture, only they could give him this refreshing feeling!

Wondrous East, wondrous Eastern Magic!

Kerry’s eyes burned as he stared at Yang Wei...or rather, at his plate, where there were still 10 magical Eastern golden bananas!

Yang Wei sensed Kerry’s gaze and immediately hugged the plate to his chest.

Dude, I don’t even have enough for myself. Don’t think I’ll share any with you!

No, not even half a piece!

Just then, Zhang Yang came over with a smile on his face holding a plate: "Kerry, come on, I’ll take you to buy salad."

Holding his own 10 dumplings and 10 steamed fried buns, Zhang Yang beamed with pride.

Fortunately, I’m a light eater; these 20 are more than enough for me, and after waiting for him all day, I’ll fight to pay later.

"Oh, by the way, I talked to Boss Wang earlier. You see, we have vegetarians, and even meat-eaters get tired of meat, so I suggested maybe he could make some vegetarian options. Turns out Boss Wang is pretty agreeable; he said he could have some ready by tomorrow. I’ll bring you back to buy them!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Kerry had already grabbed his plate: "NONONO, Zhang! I’ve changed my mind, I want to eat these golden bananas, they’re just too delicious. I can’t control myself from wanting to devour them! To hell with the vegetables, I want meat! As you guys say, I didn’t climb to the top of the food chain just to eat veggies!"

Zhang Yang’s mind was still echoing with Kerry’s earlier claim, "I’m a staunch vegetarian," but in mere minutes, how had he turned into a carnivore?

When he regained his senses, he realized Kerry had already taken the plate.

And although this guy wasn’t proficient with chopsticks, he had a pair of relentless iron hands, and he dared to bite into the freshly fried dumplings?!

Aren’t they hot on the hands? Aren’t they hot on the tongue?

What?!

Zhang Yang got upset; this idiot gobbling them down despite the heat is bad enough, but the real issue is these were his 20 limited pieces!

If you finish them, won’t I be left craving them for ages?!

"Hey, put down that dumpling, come at me if you dare!"

...

Wang Fan finally sold the last few steamed fried buns; he did promise Zhang Yang to add vegetarian fillings.

He was looking to try different fillings anyway and really admired these students who worked so diligently even at late hours, generally agreeing to reasonable requests.

As for the fillings to prepare for tomorrow, he was confident the students would love them.

Wang Fan was a bit puzzled, wondering why his shop had closed, yet those four hadn’t left from the box, not even telling him they had left without a word?

He sent a message to Zhuo Qianqian, and after she replied, Wang Fan finally pushed the door open.

Jiang Chenchen and the group somewhat tried to save face by struggling to get up before Wang Fan entered, and as he did, they quickly expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, brother-in-law, for your generous hospitality!"

Wang Fan scratched his head, confused. Weren’t they calling him brother-in-law just a few days ago, why the change?

With a slightly embarrassed smile, Jiang Chenchen said, "Boss Wang, we’re just joking, don’t take offense. It really feels bad freeloading off you; how about we all pay for our meals?"

Both Li Chen and Zhang Ya quickly nodded, looking nervous as if fearing Wang Fan might refuse.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Sure, then let’s do it at a rate of 15 yuan per meal per person. Just give it to Qianqian before you come."

Jiang Chenchen’s jaw dropped in disbelief, "15 yuan for this? I don’t believe it; we have money, no need to be modest."

In the school canteen, even a small plate of fried noodles was 12 yuan, and adding an egg made it 14 yuan. Could it even compare with this pot of braised pork ribs with green beans? Not even close, how could it be that cheap?

Wang Fan chuckled, "That’s the price; you’re Qianqian’s friends, so I can’t profit from you. 15 yuan is just the cost price."

Jiang Chenhen and the group jumped up in joy, "Great, we’ll come here every day to freeload, haha!"