The state-run restaurants of today simply can't compare with the restaurants of the future.
It had a room of about a hundred square meters with six round tables. Right opposite the entrance was the kitchen, separated from the dining area by a window in the middle, probably used for serving dishes.
When Shen Yunfang and her two companions entered, there were already two tables occupied, and the only girl who looked like a waitress was standing in front of the window, chatting with someone in the kitchen. She glanced over when she saw a few people come in, then turned back around and continued her engrossed conversation.
Shen Yunfang felt quite displeased, but Uncle Yougen and Jianjun's wife seemed to think it was perfectly normal. Shen Yunfang shrugged her shoulders and coolly found a table to sit down at.
