Hardly had Yuan Zhou's words faded away when Wu Hai's thunderous actions stopped as if the pause button had been pressed. He came to his senses and realized that no matter how fast he snatched the meat, he couldn't eat three pieces at the same time.
"I know, boss." Su Ruoyan and Mao Ye took a look at each other. They were not surprised by Wu Hai's actions.
Su Ruoyan and Mao Ye retracted their thoughts. Since this was their first time helping the boss taste-test a dish, they were very serious.
Seeing the two of them raise their heads and stick out their chests, their eyes looking seriously at the flatbread on the plate, he felt a sense of responsibility in his heart. Since they were going to taste it, they must taste it slowly and carefully later.
Slowly, they lifted their hands to pick up a piece. The charred smell of flour and oil assailed their noses, causing su Ruoyan and Mao Ye to want to stuff the biscuit in their hands into their mouths.
