Pippi watched proudly as He Sheng activated the encyclopedia mode.

"Fried skewers are deep-fried, and the fried things are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with an oily aroma. The skewers are grilled over a charcoal fire, and the oil from the meat will be grilled. It tastes fragrant but not greasy, and has a rich flavor It is chewy and smells like charcoal grilling."

Pippi explained well, and the boss even joked about making Pippi the spokesperson, but He Sheng still wasn't interested.

Seeing He Sheng's resistance, Pippi became playful.

She forcefully gave He Sheng a bunch, hoping to watch him eat it.

"You eat what you eat."

"No, no."

He Sheng pushed Pippi's hand away, and he quickly took a sip of beer to suppress his shock.

Pippi brought the skewers to He Sheng's mouth again, "I'll feed you, but you still don't eat?!"

He Sheng looked embarrassed, and under all kinds of struggles, he could only give Pippi face and opened his mouth to take a bite.

However, he may not be used to or like this taste, and he may not find it delicious.

"It's okay, not bad."

He could only suppress his dissatisfaction and speak according to Pippi's preferences.

"Not bad, huh? Then I'll give you some more."

Pippi mischievously pushed the skewers on the iron plate in front of He Sheng, "You can eat whatever you want today, I invite you."

He Sheng waved his hand, "No, you can eat whatever you want, I invite you, I invite you."

Pippi looked at He Sheng seriously, "I ate so much, and you only drank beer, so I should treat you anyway."

He Sheng remembered Pippi's grabbing the order yesterday, and said that it should be his turn today.

With that said, He Sheng gave all the money in his wallet to the boss.

"Are these enough?"

The boss was dumbfounded when he saw the wad of money. Whoever spent so much money at the roadside stall would still be rich if he paid everyone's money today.

"You...this...too much, too much, put it away."

The boss sent the money back in fright, but He Sheng had no idea.

"Not much, she still eats."

The boss shook his head, "This is not a storefront, but a stall. Even if this little girl eats all the food from my stall today, it won't cost you so much money if she eats all the pots and pans."

Pippi couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Boss, why do I eat pots and pans, am I eating iron man?"

The boss looked at Pippi apologetically, "I'm too excited, I'm too excited, I'm not right, I'm a little confused."

Pippi took the money back from the boss and returned it to He Sheng.

"If people want you to take it back, just take it back, don't scare people anymore."

"Small business, you scare people so much that they think it's money for their lives. You don't spend as much money as you do."

There is no way, He Sheng has always been rich and powerful, and has no concept of money. The minimum respect for being full is to empty his wallet.

...

After making such a move, He Sheng was still in a daze, but felt a little embarrassed.

After eating with Pippi, He Sheng arranged for a driver to pick them up.

Not only He Sheng drank, but Pippi also drank a bottle of beer.

Grilled skewers and deep-fried skewers are not enough if you don’t drink alcohol...

He Sheng arranged for two drivers, one driver drove Pippi's car back from the massage center, and the other driver drove him and Pippi back in his car.

He Sheng sent Pippi home first, and when he arrived at the door, he was a little sorry for what happened today.

"I didn't eat with you, I'm sorry. I really don't know about the market, and it's not my intention to scare people."