Over there, Will was shouting through his sales pitch and laying chunks of beef on the table: "Dear Xiao Fei, I must admit, I didn't have much hope before I came. You know, your cows here are all farm-raised, and your expectations for meat quality aren't all that high."
He turned to address the middle-aged woman: "You see, dear Linda, our detour this fine morning might have been worth it, don't you think? With these slabs of beef, our restaurant will no longer be subpar, we might even do better… Now, all that's left is the final step. Dear Xiao Fei, if you could just wait a moment, I'll be right back."
Ignoring the blush on the woman's face, he quickly ran back, grabbed a small knife and hurried back. He carefully cut a slice from a piece of beef, marveling it under the light: "See, its marbling is so beautiful, the white against the red, it's the best food bestowed upon us by heaven..."
