In no time, a large plate of skewers was served.
That's the advantage of dining at a familiar restaurant. Otherwise, during busy times, service can be slow. Today, even if they only served this table, it was an excellent deal for Comrade Old Wang.
"Qing Kewa, feel free to eat and drink as much as you want. You don't have to work tomorrow. Just don't get drunk," said Liu Banxia.
"OK, I'll definitely eat a lot," Qing Kewa responded confidently.
Then she picked up a chicken foot and began to gnaw on it with delight.
Everyone has their own preferences, after all.
Ever since she was introduced to the taste of chicken feet, Qing Kewa had developed a special fondness for them. She had tried other chicken feet, but always found the taste of grilled ones to be the best.
She wasn't that into the pickled pepper flavor, though. She preferred chicken feet even over the delicious pork trotters.
