Ye Lulu looked at it. Forget about the staple food. Although it was harder to swallow, it was still natural coarse grain. This dish was not suitable at all. When Ye Lulu placed the ingredients in the pot, she picked up a few more fishballs for Xu Huang.
Xu Huang lowered his head silently and calculated in his heart. Sixth Brother Guan had fished the fishballs in the river himself. The price was lower than the pork meatballs, so he could afford them, right…
Ye Lulu quickly made two bowls of Malatang and handed a bowl each to them. This speed shocked the people in front of the stall. What kind of food was this stall doing? Why was it cooked so quickly?
It was similar to the dry rations sold, but this food was made with soup and water. It was not the same as dry steamed buns at all.
What kind of stall was this?!
