The host can only smile when he calls himself uncle red envelope, as long as he is not a bad uncle.

"Ha ha, wait a minute, young master, it's ten minutes. Can uncle tell you?" The host asked xiaobaozi with a smile.

Xiaobaozi ordered his little head and waited for time.

The guests in the guest room are talking to each other. I don't know if the steamed stuffed bun can insist.

"Let's bet if the young master can hold on for ten minutes!"

"Ten minutes, I don't think it's possible!"

"Yes, I don't think it's possible. If I can insist, Xiao Shao won't bet with the young master!"

"I think so, too. I think it's very difficult for young master to hold on for ten minutes before I make a bet with him!"

"However, I think since Xiao Shao bet with the young master, the young master should still have some chances to succeed?"

"Well, I think there may still be some. Maybe it will take ten minutes!"

As a result, some people can't help gambling with each other to see if the steamed stuffed buns can last for ten minutes.

For most people, five minutes is a problem. What's more, ten minutes is a one-year-old child like xiaobaozi.

"Brother Han, do you think steamed stuffed buns can last ten minutes?" Master Xiao is still very curious to ask Han Tao.

Han Tao smiles, touches his beard and says thoughtfully, "recently his highest record is eight minutes, two minutes away from ten minutes. I think it's a bit difficult!"

Sometimes, records are to be created. Xiaobaozi's physique is better than that of ordinary children, and also better than Xiao Junyan and Mu Yue.

For a strong character of small steamed bun, perhaps there is a trace of possibility, but also to consider the age of small steamed bun, or too small.

"Well, I don't think so!" After listening to this, master Mu sighed and took a sympathetic look at the bun.

Dongfang Sheng said with a smile, "don't underestimate the talent and character of xiaobaozi. If you don't achieve your goal, you won't stop!"

Although we can't calculate the future of xiaobaozi, we can see his character from his face and peacetime performance.

Therefore, dongfangsheng still holds great hope for xiaobaozi.

"Is it?" Xiao old son listened to, on the face peeped out joyful expression, "that I also want to see, small steamed stuffed bun is how to surpass the record!"

Mu Laozi also said with a smile, "ha ha, xiaobaozi is my pride. I'm sure it will succeed!"

"Sure it can!" Muyuqing looked at xiaobaozi seriously and expectantly, "although he has hardly seen xiaobaozi, he should be like his parents. He must be able to stick to it!"

"Well!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Although everyone has some comments, the whole banquet venue is still a little quiet, without the sound of dishes and chopsticks.

The host is also excited, has its own timer, looking at the steamed stuffed bun, looking forward to him, I don't know when to insist.

"Let's see if the young master can reach the record! It's seven minutes now! "

The host excitedly took the microphone, pointed the timer at the crowd and said.

Minute by minute!

Everyone is listening to the host's count, are very excited.

And xiaobaozi's face gradually turned red after eight minutes.