"Let the customers cook for themselves?" Jin Zha exclaimed in surprise. "Aren't you running a restaurant? Why are you making customers prepare their own dishes? They might as well eat at home. Would they even bother coming to your place?"
"At home, they wouldn't have a pot made from this stone," Chen Nuo replied.
"What you're saying... Your stone pots are so thick and heavy. It's easier for people to eat at home. With your tableware, others would have finished eating while your dishes are still raw."
Jin Zha ranted sarcastically, "I think you're really not cut out for running a restaurant. You might as well stick to tailoring clothes honestly."
"Not cut out for running a restaurant?" Chen Nuo chuckled, as if he had heard a hilarious joke.
