After a busy noon, everyone was pretty tired, except for the three old gentlemen.
Jiang Weiguo immediately started comparing his skills with Sun Guanyun in the kitchen, while Jiang Weiming enjoyed watching the fun, happily munching on melon seeds. The battle of the immortals was a boon for the diners, even the lunch menu was exceptionally rich.
Liu Zixuan and Wang Hao ate with greasy mouths, spouting praises as if they didn't cost a dime.
"Weren't you two just 'gugu-ing'?" Ji Yue complained.
"What 'gugu-ing'? It's just a greeting, a way of saying hello," Wang Hao said with a straight face, his expression serious, making it seem as though that was truly the case.
"Heh," Ji Yue scoffed as she picked up another steamed garlic prawn with vermicelli, also grabbing a chopstick full of sauce-soaked vermicelli.
