"This...this works too?" Little Snail was dumbfounded as he watched the young man and woman exchange phone numbers and even sit down together at a table.
"This is purely an accident, don't learn from him," Ma Lu said, "In most cases, you'd just be seen as a hentai."
"Boss," Little Snail pushed up his glasses, "Does the food here really have that effect? If so, then I..."
"Forget it, even without eating, I already know what you'll see at the crater," Ma Lu patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "You don't earn money easily. Save that four hundred bucks."
"Oh."
"However, the Mushroom Pot and Bacon Corn Chowder are quite suitable for you. Hmm, let's make an exception today and have these two dishes as an employee meal to welcome you and Wu Peipei."
"Thanks, senior."
"We're all family here, no need to be polite. Alright, now chin up and go work hard for me."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
