"Dongpo Su Meatballs, Phoenix-Tail Prawns and a plate of Translucent Beef Slices. That's all." Zhou Shijie ordered three meat dishes directly.
"Okay. But can you finish them all?" Zhou Jia liked this old man who always smiled and appeared quite kind-hearted.
"Don't' worry. For the sake of this meal, I only drank some clear soup for lunch." Zhou Shijie stroked his beard and said proudly.
"Okay. One moment, please." Zhou Jia refrained herself from smiling and then said mildly.
"No problem." Zhou Shijie nodded the head and sat on the chair, watching Yuan Zhou cooking just like that.
Zhou Shijie still remembered his purpose of coming here. Now that he had nothing to eat for the time being, it was fun to watch Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship.
Of course, the main point was that his dishes still hadn't been served.
