Chapter 446

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Pang Lingling was interacting with the fans in her live stream room when she heard someone take the initiative to come forward and ask a question; she first froze for a moment, then laughed and said in a grand, generous manner: "Stuffed? Doesn't exist! Right now I've only eaten to about fifty percent full at most; I'm still a long way from being stuffed!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding diners couldn't help but let out a low chorus of amazement.

Zhu Chang in the distance also heard it and couldn't help but smack his lips and mutter softly: "Holy shit, twenty portions and only fifty percent full? If this isn't bragging, then her stomach is a bottomless pit, right? Her appetite is even bigger than mine — awesome!"

Ma Wenliang's eyes lit up at those words; he leaned in with a serious face and pressed: "Miss, how did you train up an appetite like this? Being able to eat this much in one meal — can you teach me? I want to be able to eat more too."

"An appetite isn't something you can train up in a short time."

Pang Lingling raised an eyebrow, patted her chubby belly, and said proudly: "My appetite wasn't trained; it's inborn! Ever since I was little I could eat more than other kids; I just used to hold back because I worried about getting fat, but now that I'm a mukbang streamer I don't have so many reservations — it counts as putting this talent to good use!"

Ma Wenliang's face instantly showed deep regret; he shook his head and said: "What a pity — if only you could give me half that appetite!"

"Hehe, this is a natural gift; otherwise I wouldn't be able to make a living as a Big Stomach King mukbang streamer."

Pang Lingling looked at the envious expression on Ma Wenliang's face and laughed until her eyes narrowed into slits.

Ma Wenliang returned to his seat dejectedly; just as he sat down, Zhu Chang leaned over and asked with a puzzled face: "Say, what do you want a scary stomach like that for? Don't tell me you're not going to keep this promising programmer job and want to switch careers to mukbang?"

"I'm about to be promoted to Supervisor — switch careers my ass; what do you know?"

Ma Wenliang rolled his eyes, then pointed at the price list on the wall and said seriously: "If I could eat like her, then from now on whenever I come to Lu Boss's shop I could be like her and eat through every single dish Lu Boss has ever made in one go — that way I wouldn't have to agonize before each visit over what to eat today."

Zhu Chang curled his lip after hearing that and snorted disdainfully: "Tch, give it a rest; even if your monthly salary is higher than mine, you still want to eat through the whole menu every time? Do you know how much that would cost? I estimate it wouldn't come in under several thousand yuan; even with a promotion and raise, how many times a month could your salary cover that?"

"A person's got to have dreams, right? Otherwise what's the difference between you and a salted fish?"

Ma Wenliang retorted indignantly: "Even if I can't eat like that every meal, if I do it once a month… no, once every two months, that'd still be a hell of a treat!"

Zhu Chang picked up a piece of Red Braised Pork and said while eating: "So for you it can only ever be a dream; just enjoy it in your dreams — after all, you don't have a stomach like hers. Don't let your brain overheat and actually try it one day, or you'll end up on Lu Boss's blacklist and then you'll have to say goodbye to Lu Boss's food forever."

As he spoke, he patted Ma Wenliang's shoulder and said confidently: "But I'm different — my appetite matches that girl's. When the day comes that my novel blows up, I can realize this dream for you."

"That trash novel of yours — dogs wouldn't even read it."

Ma Wenliang said with a face full of disdain.

"You dare insult a future great author — you'll pay the price for this!"

Zhu Chang's face darkened; the chopsticks in his hand shot into Ma Wenliang's plate like lightning.

"Holy shit! My Red Braised Pork! You pig intestine, you're stealing my food again?!"

Ma Wenliang saw a piece of Red Braised Pork had been snatched from his plate and immediately got worked up.

The two of them launched into their usual daily bickering mode, just like always; these two squabble noisily in the shop every day, adding even more lively atmosphere to the already bustling Lu Family Restaurant.

Over in Pang Lingling's live stream room, the bullet screen comments were already scrolling non-stop.

"Can't Beat 'Em So Play Dead": "Hahaha, did you see that little brother's expression just now? He practically had the word 'envy' written all over his face!"

"Autumn Pants Male God": "Saw it, saw it! Felt like his eyeballs were gonna pop out from envy! But I get his mood — after all, with the food this Boss makes, who wouldn't want to eat a few more portions?"

"Purple Lavender": "Honestly, I didn't used to think like that, but after that little brother put it that way, I'm pretty envious of Pang Lingling's stomach too. If I could eat like her, then next time I go to this shop for a meal I'd definitely eat through every dish in the place — just thinking about it is wonderful!"

"Dry Rice King": "Don't envy too early, guys — the price for being able to eat like the streamer isn't small either. Look at the streamer's round figure; if a normal person ate like her, wouldn't high blood pressure and such come knocking one by one? Binge eating is not advocated!"

"Warm Smile": "Don't talk about our Pang Lingling like that, upstairs; sure her figure is a bit plump, but she's got a great personality and she's pretty cute — we all like her a lot."

"Purple Lavender": "Exactly! Our Pang Lingling goes to the hospital for a checkup every month; last month she posted her physical exam report — aside from being overweight, every other indicator was normal, even healthier than me with my daily running and dieting. Don't believe it? Go dig up the videos on her homepage yourself — our Pang Lingling is a natural Eating Broadcast Holy Body!"

"Alright alright, everyone don't fight in the live stream room!"

Pang Lingling looked at the arguments on the bullet screen, smiled and waved her hand to smooth things over, then picked up the Dongpo Pork Knuckle that had just been served and showed it off in front of the lens: "Next, Pang Lingling is going to keep eating! This next dish is a signature hard dish, and it looks a bit different from the usual!"

The Dongpo Pork Knuckle in the lens glistened with a sauce-red sheen; the whole knuckle exuded a tenderness that would fall apart at a touch, coated in a thin layer of sauce — it looked extremely appetizing.

"Autumn Pants Male God": "Isn't this just the Dongpo Pork Knuckle that lots of restaurants have? Where's the difference? I ate it last week — it was tasty, sure, but halfway through it got too greasy and I just couldn't eat any more."

"Purple Lavender": "Right, lots of restaurants around here have Dongpo Pork Knuckle too, but I don't like eating it — feels super greasy."

"Warm Smile": "This Dongpo Pork Knuckle looks good presentation-wise, the color looks right too — Pang Lingling, tell us where it's different?"