"I think that werewolf was just messing with us, hoping to use that excuse to keep eating and drinking for free here."
Ma Lu said to Old Wang during the afternoon stall setup.
However, this time Old Wang had a different opinion.
"He's right, creating dishes that move the hearts of customers is indeed a cosmic chef's responsibility," he said. "Actually, I wanted to tell you last time, dishes are not necessarily better just because they have more stars."
"Hmm? But higher star dishes are indeed tastier than low-star dishes," Ma Lu said, stroking his chin.
"The deliciousness index is just a reference, it's an evaluation metric with some universal applicability, but everyone's food preferences are actually different."
"I can understand that, like some people like spicy food, others like sweet, some places have a lighter taste, and some prefer heavy oil and salt, right?"
"Exactly." Old Wang nodded.
