"Boss, are you also from the Northeast?"
Xu Le was stopped by a customer. He turned around and smiled. "No."
"Then how can you make such authentic pork?"
"Before I ate it, I thought that 60 yuan per plate was a little expensive. But after tasting it, I felt that it was really worth it!"
The customer ate with relish and couldn't help but reminisce about his hometown. He said, "It will definitely be snowing in my hometown in a few months. When the snow is thick enough to step on, the snow will enter the shoe. It will be so cold."
Lu Yuxi interrupted, "I've never seen snow in my life."
"…No way." Xu Le said in surprise, "Really? Has anyone never seen snow before?"
"Yeah."
"Boss, is there a shop nearby hiring?"
