At noon, Xie Jiang's family joyfully entered the restaurant.
Chen Yu had already instructed Han Cai to nicely decorate private room number one.
Once Xie Jiang's family settled in, Chen Yu called for Han Cai to serve the dishes.
"Ya Ya," Chen Yu suddenly called out.
Tong Ya's ears perked up instantly, like a little girl who had just eaten candy, bouncing over to the display window.
"What is it, husband?"
Chen Yu handed out a clay pot, "This is a medicinal dish I made on the side for my dad, it should help with his rheumatism, take it to him and have him rest a while."
Tong Ya responded coquettishly and carried the clay pot over to Chen Guang.
At that moment, Su Rui also cautiously leaned to the serving window.
"Brother-in-law?"
Chen Yu looked up abruptly, "Miss Su, what's the matter?"
"I was wondering if you can make Sichuan dumplings?"
Chen Yu nodded, "Of course, can you eat spicy?"
"Yes, the spicier the better, especially with red chili oil," Su Rui quickly replied.
