After the wine and food were put on the table, Mr. Ma Er didn't drink much, but he was very heroic and comfortable when he ate.

And the plate of Longjing shrimp, West Lake vinegar fish, called flower chicken, Hangzhou sauce duck, this Mr. Ma Er did not move a single chopstick, but he called a few bowls of rice bowls. Mr. Ma Er first picked up one of the bowls, poured some of the soup of Dongpo pork on the rice, then mixed it, then picked up a fatty piece and threw it into his mouth and chewed it, and then quickly took a few bites of rice.

A bowl of Dongpo meat sent two large bowls of rice down, and Mr. Ma Er poured the soup of West Lake beef soup on the third bowl of rice, and asked the runner for some pickles. This mix ......

Chapter 387 of "The Imperial History of the Gluttonous Cat Metropolitan Inspectorate" Mr. Ma Er is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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