Yuan Zhou had always kept the new dish a secret. Wu Hai knew that, but if Wu Shou didn't ask about it, he would definitely not be able to hold it in.
However, Yuan Zhou was surprisingly easy to talk to this time. When he heard Wu Hai's question, he took a glance at the red ball drawn by Wu Hai and said,""Eight. We'll know the details tonight."
"There's so much. It looks like we can have a good meal. I've decided to eat two more dishes tonight to celebrate and three more for lunch." With a frown, Wu Hai was thinking whether eating five more dishes was enough to celebrate.
It was Wu Hai's usual habit to order more dishes to celebrate when they disagreed. Everyone's attention was not on Wu Hai but on what was in the eight dishes of the cold wine cup. As a result, the discussion became more heated.
"Really? stir-fried field snails and crayfish are also considered cold cups?" Some customers didn't believe it.
