Chen Ze originally planned to eat it himself, but then he thought of Elizabeth's exaggerated capacity for getting drunk. If she ended up intoxicated, the day would be over, and he would definitely be at a loss. So, Chen Ze still chose not to go ahead and eat it.
"Betty can't either…" Chen Ze was a bit troubled. Betty was a waitress, and if she got drunk, Chen Ze would have to double as a waitress again.
Chen Ze rubbed his head. He really hadn't anticipated that after making the modified drunken chicken, he would face the tragic situation of having no one to taste it.
"Ah, heavens above, grant me a customer," Chen Ze silently prayed. Right now, he could only hope that a customer who liked to drink would come soon.
Speaking of which, Yan Chixia, who came yesterday, would be perfect, only Senior Yan didn't seem to come often. Speaking of which…
