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Old Zhang was walking along, taking big bites of a Steamed Bun, finishing the fist-sized bun in just three bites, his cheeks puffed up high.
A neighbor, out for a stroll, saw him and greeted, "Brother Zhang, what are you eating that smells so good?"
Old Zhang hurriedly chewed and swallowed a couple of bites, "Haha, just ordered this steamed bun from Boss Wang, oh, what an incredible little flavor, hahaha."
"Really? Give me one to taste?"
"Don't even think about it. My kid said there's a limit of three per person, and I don't even have enough for myself! If you want some, place your own order tomorrow morning."
As Old Zhang spoke, he quickly hid the bun behind his back, fearing his friend would snatch it away.
"Look at you, I was just kidding, am I really gonna steal yours?"
Old Zhang snorted, "That's because you've never tasted such a delicious steamed bun. If you had, you wouldn't say things like that."
