Yuan Zhou turned around and walked towards the cashier while the middle-aged man who was eating with the chopsticks walked towards the place where Yuan Zhou had just left without a trace.
Actually, the middle-aged man had already noticed Yuan Zhou when he was still far away.
The griddles here were filled with a double-eared iron pot and then placed on a simple alcohol stove. This way, the griddle would be a bit higher than the table.
The middle-aged man had just seen Yuan Zhou eat everything in the pot very cleanly from another table. He came here to confirm whether he had seen it wrong.
Yes, this middle-aged man was indeed the boss of the restaurant, and he was indeed holding the chopsticks to taste his own food.
However, he didn't only taste it at night. He would try it whenever he had time. Of course, he would avoid people during the day.
Otherwise, if the other diners saw it, it would not be good if they did not understand.
