Since he still had time before the restaurant's evening operating hours, Qin Lang took a detour to the Food Material Market.
As usual, he made his way to the Beef Area, but before he could start selecting, he noticed the tour guide staring straight at him.
"What's up?" Qin Lang touched his face, "Is there a flower on my face?"
"Did you win yesterday's Food Fight…?" Fu Guan stared at the familiar young man, opened his mouth, and couldn't help asking, "Did you win with the oxtail?"
"Yes." Qin Lang nodded, somewhat curious, "How do you know?"
"Yesterday, suddenly a lot of Spirit Chefs were buying oxtail, I found out from their chatter." Fu Guan helplessly pointed at the ingredients in the display case, "Look, today's oxtail is all gone."
Qin Lang: "???"
This was something he hadn't expected.
The eager little face of Dan Bao beside him also drooped listlessly.
Darn it!
The delicious Oxtail Soup is gone!
"Well, let's get some beef brisket then."
