"I can't even feel happy when I smile." Wang Hong wanted to make friends. It was also a new friend.
"Brother, you seem to be in a hurry. What are you remembering?" Wang Hong asked softly.
"Ah?" Haozi obviously didn't expect anyone to talk to him. He was stunned for a while before he answered,""Statistics, data statistics."
"What?" Wang Hong immediately recalled that the man in front of him was also in the food business. He came to the master chef Restaurant to collect Scriptures. Although this situation was not common, it was definitely not rare.
"I've already eaten 35 dishes. Today is the 36th. " Haozi said as he showed the little notebook to Wang Hong without any warning.
[The expensive dish I ate 33 times on January 11th: Spicy pickled fish. After eating it, it was delicious.
Sichuan cuisine for the 34th time on February 8th: Yuxiang shredded pork. After eating it, it was delicious.
