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Just from the bamboo sticks on our table, I can't count them anymore. When those waiters walked past us, they all looked at us strangely, as if they had never seen anyone who could eat such a good barbecue. I think that even if the boss of this barbecue shop knew about it, he would probably have some tears left in his eyes.

No matter how much we eat, someone else's food will always come in