Xia Yu came out of the kitchen, two empty plates and a clay pot were left on the counter waiting for him to clean up.
"Uh..."
Glancing over, the two bowls of rice remained untouched. Xia Yu couldn't help but feel a bit exasperated.
"Is this enough for you to be full?" He skeptically looked at An Ya and Mu Xiaoyue.
"What do we need to be full for?"
"I don't want rice, just the dishes!" Mu Xiaoyue said as if it was the most obvious thing.
Xia Yu shrugged, and the couple stood in front of the counter, looking at him eagerly.
Seeing this, Xia Yu pointed to the menu wall, "Today, I'm only making those six dishes, no repeating orders! Otherwise, I won't make it even if you pay!"
Mu Xiaoyue tugged at the sleeve of her fan Ren Xue, so this dance seer from niconico pursed her lips and whispered, "I want to order Mapo Tofu, Sour and Spicy Potato Strips, and Pineapple Gulu Meat."
