Yuan Cheng understood.
He immediately went back to the private room.
After knocking and entering, he saw that the dishes on the table were untouched, which made his heart sink, "Young Master, do the dishes not suit your taste?"
Li Hengyi swept him a glance and turned his head away without saying anything.
That glance sent a shudder through Yuan Cheng.
A cold sweat broke out on his back.
Yuanbao stepped forward, "My young master has a poor appetite and cannot eat anything. Does your inn have another chef?"
"There is indeed one. She asked me to inquire if the Young Master has anything in particular he wishes to eat. She will try to make it!" Yuan Cheng immediately spoke out.
He was extremely respectful.
"Go ahead," Yuanbao gestured with his hands.
He didn't have much hope in his heart.
He always felt that a small county town could not possibly have a chef who could make something that his master would deign to eat…
