This made the atmosphere a little colder, and Yuwen Xiongba looked at Qiu Mai with a smile on his face, full of teasing.

"The old man seems to have a soft spot for you."

"Don't talk nonsense. Uncle Wang must have recognized me. I'm so friendly."

The old man also nodded, and his expression recovered: "Yes, ten years has just happened to be a hurdle."

Everyone paid no attention to this strangeness, and stood up one after another, planning to walk out.

"Uncle Wang, let's leave now and come back to eat your steamed buns later."

"Let's go now. Why don't we get some more steamed buns?"

The old man stopped in front of Qiu Mai, as if he wouldn't let him leave.

Qiu Mai quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm full."

"You forgot that our most famous dish is not just steamed buns, but also steamed buns."

Qiu Mai nodded. Although this is a steamed bun shop, it also sells other things such as steamed buns, mixed with it, and sometimes fried dough sticks. In fact, it is just like a breakfast shop.

The old man walked towards the steamer, put a few warm steamed buns in a paper bag, and handed them directly to Qiu Mai's hand.

Qiu Mai could only take it with a look of gratitude on his face.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

But when Qiu Mai took the steamed bun, Jiang Chao's girlfriend yelled, pointed at the steamed bun and said, "That... what kind of steamed bun is that?!"

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Chao couldn't help but look at the steamed buns, and saw that the steamed buns were covered in red, and they were constantly coming out from the middle. It was really shocking to see.

Qiu Mai had a smile on his face and said nonchalantly: "Here, these are human blood steamed buns."

"Human blood buns!"

Wenwen and Lili both changed their minds and obviously did not take Qiu Mai's words as a joke.

Human blood, it can make people tremble in fear, it is almost the same as those black-hearted inns in novels and TV.

The two women were very timid, and the blood on the buns was really lifelike, which made them extremely scared.

When Qiu Mai saw the two girls like this, he couldn't help but smile, as if his plan had succeeded.

"Haha, look how scared you are."

Qiu Mai picked up a steamed bun without any care, took a big bite, and started chewing it with relish, looking like he was enjoying it.

But the expressions of Su Yan and others were different. They did not smile, nor did they regard this as a joke.

"No, is this steamed bun so realistic? Why does it smell like blood to me?"

Yuwen Xiongba showed doubts and looked at Su Yan. He wanted to hear Su Yan's opinion.

Qiu Mai was eating with gusto, but he seemed to be choked by Yu Wen Xiongba's words, and his mouth suddenly stopped.

"Don't talk nonsense, these are obviously steamed buns."

Qiu Mai was shocked inwardly. After all, the buns looked really similar, especially the red color on them.

However, he subconsciously ignored all of this. It was simply impossible. The human blood buns were pure nonsense.

But Su Yan was staring at the steamed buns in Qiu Mai's hand, with a slight frown on his face.

Qiu Mai looked at Su Yan, feeling a little uneasy. Su Yan's expression couldn't be more serious.

"You don't feel weird eating?"

Su Yan looked at Qiu Mai, two wrinkles appeared on his forehead.

"Weird, what's the matter with this..."

Before Qiu Mai could finish speaking, his expression changed. He seemed to be suddenly stuck, and his whole body stopped.

He felt something strange, as if there was something wrong with the steamed buns. Shouldn't the red ones be brown sugar? Why was there no sweetness, but a bloody smell?

Qiu Mai opened his mouth slightly, and Jiang Chao and others immediately shouted: "Qiu Mai, in your mouth!"

Qiu Mai was so frightened that he trembled and said hurriedly: "What happened? What happened to my mouth?!"

"Blood, all blood!"

Qiu Mai then looked at the remaining steamed buns in his hand, and found that these steamed buns were unusually red, with red blood constantly coming out.

Qiu Mai struggled to keep the buns on the ground, then vomited violently, spitting out all the food he had eaten, and kept gargling his mouth with a cup of hot water.

No one showed a smile, there was nothing funny about the human blood steamed buns, human blood meant something, and it could very well be a human life!

Su Yan looked at the old man. The old man was motionless, as if he was ignoring everything and did not change his color at all.

"Where did this thing come from!"

Su Yan glared at the old man, trying to capture the changes in him, but after watching for a long time, he didn't notice anything strange about the old man.

Su Yan couldn't help but surged out a burst of spiritual power and pushed towards the old man, but the old man still turned a deaf ear, which made him a little confused.

Qiu Mai vomited for a long time, almost vomiting out his intestines. He regretted it, as if he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Qiu Mai glared at the old man without any respect, and said, "Old man, what is going on?!"

The old man was still trembling, and he took a steamed bun from the steamer, his saliva almost dripped out, and he devoured the steamed bun into his stomach.

"This steamed bun is delicious."

Qiu Mai directly knocked off the lid of the steamer, and the entire tray of steamed buns was revealed in front of his eyes. They were all steamed buns filled with human blood, and they kept leaking out. The blood dripped on the steamer, and then turned into a sticky substance.

"How could this be human blood? The blood will solidify if left for a long time."

The old man said helplessly, looking very pitiful and not daring to look directly at Qiu Mai and the others.

This actually made everyone ask. This is indeed the truth. It will definitely solidify after a long time, and if it is put on the steamer, it cannot be like fresh blood.

But Jiang Chao's face turned cold and he said in a low voice: "You can fool them, but you can't fool me. Can't you just add some blood thinning factor?"

The old man's face twitched slightly, but Su Yan saw everything, and there was no way he could escape his gaze.

"I didn't add it. How could there be such a thing? I, an old man in his seventies or eighties, have never heard of it."

The old man began to walk towards the inner door, not wanting to pay attention to Su Yan and others anymore, as if he regarded them as troublemakers.

At this time, a mother and daughter walked in and ordered four human blood steamed buns without paying any attention to the blood flowing on them.

"Uncle Wang, get some salted radish."

"Okay."

When the old man saw a guest coming, he couldn't help but come out to greet him. He took a plate and put the human blood steamed buns and salted radish on the table.

"Today's soy milk porridge is delicious."

"Well, this year's soybean harvest is good, the grains are plump and tasty."

The mother and daughter were just minding their own business, eating all the human blood steamed buns in front of Su Yan and others, looking like they were relishing it. It seemed to be delicious.

"Is it tasty?"

The mother asked, looking at the little girl, her eyes full of doting.

"It's delicious. This is the best steamed bun ever."
Chapter completed!