Fang Yi never let anything slip from start to finish.
As he said before, he didn't want to bring them any trouble.
The reason Fang Yi came here for breakfast was actually because he recognized Pei Mingyuan. Back when he lived with the old man here, he often came to Pei Mingyuan's place to freeload meals.
Fang Yi took a bite of the bun and gave a thumbs-up: "Uncle, the taste is nice, really delicious!"
Pei Mingyuan smiled, saying: "As long as it's tasty." But his smile was a bit unnatural, and then he went on to busy himself.
Fang Yi meanwhile was eating a bun, drinking a sip of porridge, then a bite of pickles, the taste was exceptionally good.
The store's business wasn't doing well, Fang Yi wasn't blind, he could naturally tell. When he came, he saw the business at the store opposite was booming, yet Fang Yi still chose to come here.
After eating five meat buns, Fang Yi asked Pei Mingyuan for three more buns, only then did he feel barely full.
