Upon seeing Song Dahai, Dai Jianli immediately changed his tune. "Oh, I was just saying this morning how the magpies were chirping up a storm in the tree by the door! Turns out it was because my Brother Song was coming! Little Brother Lin, you might not know this, but my Brother Song here, in a past life, he was Song Jiang of Liang Mountain—a man of immense righteousness, who would readily lay down his life for his friends..."
Annoyed, Song Dahai kicked him. "Oh, cut it out! Showing off your Chicken Cake again, are we? When are you going to compete with me on Fish Cake, huh?"
Dai Jianli laughed. "Me? Compete with you on that? Wouldn't that be like an old man tired of living eating arsenic? I'm not *that* eager to die! Come on, Brother Song, try this Soft Burned Chicken Cake. See if it's as good as Soft-baked Tofu."
Having said that, he glanced towards the kitchen door.
