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"I'll take two."
"Then I'll also get two."
He Sijiao and Zhou Yu ordered directly, and although Tang Siwen felt a bit confused, she believed it was a blessing from the pastry god, so she decided, "I'll get three."
Like that, the owner packed the orders for them one by one.
He Sijiao, who was the first to receive hers, took a bite and immediately showed a somewhat surprised expression, then took another bite. After chewing, she praised, "It's really so delicious."
"Right, right?" Tang Siwen was even happier than He Sijiao and quickly added, "Although the first bite didn't have any filling, the sauce was rich and coated the outside of the bun. The flavor had completely infused into it. With the second bite, you get the moderately salty sauce beef, and the broth bursts out."
"..." He Sijiao swore that this was definitely the longest sentence she had ever heard Tang Siwen speak.
And the tone, it was just like that of DR Bun.
Tang Siwen, are you some sort of Bun Lord?