"No need. The abandoned furnace belongs to me this year. I've already inspected it during dinner, so I've decided to pass it to you." Song Ming was very straightforward.
Each province had its own rules, and it was obvious that the rules of Guangdong were really convenient.
"Thank you, President song. I will continue to work hard on Cantonese cuisine and not let down the wasted stove." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
As soon as he said that, ding Yuanshan, who was acting as the background wall, almost choked. Even song Ming, who was talking, was a little stunned. He wouldn't let Yuan Zhou down. Even now, Yuan Zhou's cooking skills had already surpassed his, and he still said that.
Then Song Ming himself would be letting her down ...
About ten seconds later, Song Ming sorted out his mind and said,""Alright, I believe in head chef Yuan."
