In the kitchen, Xia Mubing returned to his status of cooking while frequently glancing at the surveillance, noticing Zhao Cheng'an and Qin Huai cheerfully touching this and that in the private dining room. Zhao Cheng'an even cautiously touched an antique vase on the display shelf and smiled.
"Xiao Hang, steam a batch of the buns Qin Huai made earlier and serve each table in the main hall a plate of buns," Xia Mubing said.
"Okay, Master."
There was only one table of diners in the Fen Garden main hall during the 6 o'clock time slot today, with a total of 4 people. The four sat in the hall for a few minutes, realizing they seemed to be the only table today, they were quite amazed. They whispered amongst themselves, marveling at their luck for snatching this rare spot.
As they were speaking, Zhang Guanghang came out carrying the buns.
The 4 people were bewildered looking at the buns, thinking they didn't order them. No way, when did Fen Garden start selling buns?
