The dishes were originally ordered by this private room. The waiter took a look at the room number and nodded with certainty. It was right here. Another waiter who came out just now repeatedly told him not to send the wrong place. How could he be wrong?
"It's here. That's right!" the waiter said in a daze.
"You're wrong. This is the dish we ordered. We've been here for a long time. How is it possible that there isn't any food for us yet?" The palace maid, dressed in a maidservant costume, was angry. Her finger almost touched the waiter's face as she pointed to her. Her mistress had been moody recently. Many people in her palace had been thrown into the Flower Hall. She did not want to be the next one.
She must take this dish!
