"Mmm, hic, hic, hic, gag, cough, hic!~"
Everyone: "......"
Xiao Jinfeng was spitting out bits of steamed bun, his face flushed from choking, emitting a series of chicken-like clucks.
Seeing this, Er Longzi quickly brought over a large bowl and offered it to Xiao Jinfeng's mouth, "Young... Young Master, please have a drink of water!~"
Alas, what a self-inflicted torment. What are you trying to achieve...
Marquis Pingyang is inherently competitive. If he were to truly target you, could you possibly win against him?
"Hic! Hic, water, cough, cough, pfft!~" Xiao Jinfeng couldn't hold it in and spat out a large mouthful with a 'pfft', then clutched the bowl and gulped down water.
Qinglan frowned, "Young Master Xiao is cheating. That mouthful you just spat out was almost half a steamed bun!~"
Xiao Jinfeng: "......"
Why are you so talkative?
Will you die if you don't speak!~
Gu Mingyan, with a sticky steamed bun in each hand, his cheeks bulging, though his eating posture wasn't the best, at least he didn't spit it out...
Little Xi Tian said, "Young Master Xiao, you cheated just now, so you're fined half a steamed bun more!~"
Xiao Jinfeng was utterly dejected.
If he had known, he wouldn't have competed with Gu Mingyan in eating sticky steamed buns. Wouldn't arm wrestling have been more satisfying?
Xiao Jinfeng recovered his breath and downed another six steamed buns in one go, his belly growing larger and rounder...
Gu Mingyan had eaten eight sticky steamed buns and was also belching from being too full, but with the warm and delicious radish soup to help settle his stomach, his condition was slightly better than Xiao Jinfeng's.
Seeing the two glaring at each other, panting heavily, Old Man Yun patted the table, "Alright, alright, you two, stop making a fuss. We won't be responsible if you get sick!~"
Even Xiao Bao and Xiao Zhuzi wouldn't do something so childish...
"No!" Xiao Jinfeng was burning with anger in his belly, his competitive spirit strong, "Until the very end, no one knows who will win or lose!"
With that, he grabbed a sticky steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then drank half a bowl of water.
Because his bet with Gu Mingyan was to agree to one condition, if he lost, he would be in a very passive situation. Therefore, he was determined to win this round today...
Gu Mingyan felt the same way. Based on his understanding of the Ming King, this young man wasn't someone who would back down from a challenge; rather, he grew stronger against stronger opponents and was very difficult to deal with.
If Gu Mingyan could win by a narrow margin, he would have Xiao Jinfeng pack his bags and leave Da Shui Village, never to disturb the lives of the Old Yun family again.
"Young Master Xiao, you have some nerve, hic!~" Gu Mingyan sneered faintly.
Xiao Jinfeng said indistinctly, "We... we're both the same, hic!~"
As soon as the words fell, the two began a new round of PK, and the sticky steamed buns were stuffed into their stomachs as if they were free.
"Young Master ah!"
"Master!~"
Er Longzi and Qinglan cried out simultaneously, both worried about their masters' stomachs.
Little Xi Tian leaned on the dining table, resting her chin on her hands, the dim oil lamp illuminating her chubby little face.
Her heart had gone numb...
Yun Daman pursed his lips, wanting to laugh but unable to, feeling very uncomfortable.
Zhao Guihua and Du Tieshan sat together, also suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, quietly watching the two young masters compete.
The steamed buns in the basin grew fewer and fewer, and their spirits gradually waned.
"There's still... there's still one left, hic!" Xiao Jinfeng trembled as he held a sticky steamed bun, staring coldly at Gu Mingyan, "As long as this young master eats it first, then you lose!~"
Gu Mingyan's basin also had one sticky steamed bun left. He picked it up and took a small bite, "It's getting late, it's time to end this farce!~"
Little Xi Tian: "......"
The two of them actually spoke of such childish behavior in such a sophisticated manner, as if they were participating in some international competition.
"Uncle, Aunt, Miss Yun, you must watch carefully to see who eats the last sticky steamed bun!~" Xiao Jinfeng reminded them.
Madam Gu, holding a handkerchief, sat to the side, a drop of cold sweat trickling down her temple.
Old Man Yun simply didn't want to watch them anymore...
"Young Master Xiao, Young Master Gu, please eat, I'm watching!~" Little Xi Tian said seriously.
However, as soon as her voice fell, Gu Mingyan swallowed the steamed bun in one gulp, his handsome face puffing up into an oval shape.
Xiao Jinfeng, feeling like he was facing a great enemy, imitated Gu Mingyan and stuffed the sticky steamed bun in his hand into his mouth, swallowing it without even chewing...
But the steamed bun was too large, and it got stuck halfway down his throat, "Mmm! Cough, cough, gag, gag, water!~"
On the other side, Gu Mingyan took a sip of radish soup, patting his chest while swallowing the contents of his mouth.
He had won.
He had won fairly and squarely, without a doubt.
Qinglan jumped up with joy, shedding her usual cold and proud demeanor, and directly threw herself to hug Gu Mingyan's arm, "Master, you won, haha, you're so amazing..."
"Hic!~" Gu Mingyan supported his stomach and let out a burp.
Xiao Jinfeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily, "No, you didn't win, I won!~"
With that, he rushed to Little Xi Tian, "Miss Yun, tell me, did I win, tell me!"
Little Xi Tian: "......"
Are you a sore loser?
With so many people watching, Gu Mingyan clearly swallowed the sticky steamed bun first. Although you also ate it, it was a few seconds slower.
"Young Master Xiao, a bet is a bet!~" Little Xi Tian said with a smile.
Xiao Jinfeng: "......"
Why did he feel like he had dug his own grave?
Er Longzi was very disappointed, but he still had to comfort his prince, "Young Master, it's a blessing that you weren't sick from overeating. Your subordinate will go and make you some tea!~"
Alas, Prince Ming had never eaten so much in one sitting in his entire life; today was his limit...
Xiao Jinfeng glared at him, "What tea? This young master doesn't want to eat for the next three days!~"
He probably wouldn't want to see sticky steamed buns again for a long time; his first reaction would be to vomit.
Gu Mingyan shakily stood up, looking at Xiao Jinfeng with a calm expression, "Young Master Xiao, it's time to fulfill the bet. I want you to pack your bags tomorrow morning and leave Da Shui Village with your people, never to return. Young Master Xiao has always been upright and keeps his word, so I trust you will honor your promise..."
Gu Mingyan flattered him, giving Xiao Jinfeng a way to save face.
The Yun family members all looked at Xiao Jinheng in unison, wanting to know if he would keep his promise.
A hint of loneliness flashed in Jin Huaihua's eyes, and a faint reluctance stirred within her heart.
A moment later, Xiao Jinfeng clenched his fists and stood up, saying, "Alright, this young master will leave tomorrow, but before I go, I still have one thing to do..."