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"Manager, what are you doing?" Betty sniffed the air, a strange scent wafting through it.
"Me? I'm making Hot and Spicy Soup; it needs to be added to the menu," Chen Ze said dejectedly, standing in place as he looked at the bowl of Hot and Spicy Soup before him with resignation.
For some reason, Chen Ze always felt there was something lacking when he made Hot and Spicy Soup, which prevented him from being truly satisfied with the dish.
"Hula soup?" Betty blinked, a bit confused about the situation, but she didn't pay too much attention to it and quickly immersed herself back into her work.
Having experienced despair, Betty was very content with her ordinary life now.
Every morning she could wake up from a warm bed, with no one whipping her, and she could even bask in the sun.
Then, she would go to Lao Jack's tavern for a glass of burgrass juice and pair it with a slice of hot buttered white bread — a lavish breakfast.
