Song Yun slowly stopped when he heard this, and he looked up at Wu Jianzhong with a strange expression.
Although I know you, little brother, are trying to cozy up to me, does the conversation have to be this awkward?
"Just go and get some to try out yourself," he said.
Upon hearing Song Yun's words, Wu Jianzhong nodded and bowed as he filled a plate to the brim.
The most eye-catching item on the plate was an enormous chicken. Originally, the whole chicken was meant to be cooked in a pottery jar for soup on-site, but now Wu Jianzhong had taken it, and one could only imagine how the others felt looking at the now empty chicken soup.
"Delicious!"
Wu Jianzhong tore off a chicken leg and took a big bite, praising as he said, "I didn't expect them to splurge so much on ingredients today!"
