"Boss Shi, I brought a chicken with me, please tell the kitchen staff to kill it and make some soup,"
Zhang Xiaofan pointed to a chicken on the ground and said.
Shi Lei was stunned.
Chicken?
It was only at this moment that he noticed a local chicken under the stool on which Zhang Xiaofan was sitting.
"Mr. Xiaofan, why… did you bring a chicken over?"
A somewhat confused Shi Lei asked a question that he himself regretted.
"Mr. Xiaofan, our restaurant has all kinds of dishes, and the chickens are all homegrown, absolutely no feed involved."
Shi Lei continued speaking.
"Wait a while, and we can talk over the meal. Just have someone stew it; you don't need to deliberately add anything fancy, just a simple soup will do,"
Zhang Xiaofan said indifferently.
Shi Lei was even more puzzled.
He didn't know what Zhang Xiaofan was going to do.
Bringing a chicken over? And specifically instructing them to kill it for soup?
