When the saucy diced pork was out of the pot, Zhang Guanghang hurriedly handed over the ingredients for oil-drizzled silver carp, and also took a quick glance at the monitor, finding that the crispy double dish had almost been polished off.
Zhang Guanghang: Eating so fast, huh? Are they that hungry? No wonder they want to eat Baked Bun.
"Are they that hungry?" Zhang Guanghang thought to himself, while Xia Mubing asked outright, "Ling Guangzhao must be saving money by not feeding the chefs attending the exchange conference, starving them for two days, right?"
"No wonder Qin Huai wants to make Yam Cake himself."
Zhang Guanghang: …
"Master, I just heard them saying they want to eat Meat Pancake." Zhang Guanghang truthfully reported.
Xia Mubing: ?
They love Baked Bun that much?
Xia Mubing glanced at Zhang Guanghang.
Zhang Guanghang: "…Master, we have no more dishes left to shuffle tonight, oyster sauce lettuce won't be filling."
