"Yes, sir. Would you like one serving?" Su Ruoyan said with certainty.
Granny Jin's eyes lit up."I'll have one then. A bowl of oil tea, a serving of Tibetan meat, and a serving of colorful glutinous rice."
The dishes she ordered were all memorable. She had listened to Dong Fang's words. It was not a waste to come to this restaurant. The most important thing was to not let down Dong Fang's good intentions.
Madam Jin was an old and experienced woman. She was not really ignorant of the world. How could she not see that there was something unusual about this shop? most likely, it was not cheap. Although she did not know exactly how expensive it was, she knew in her heart how to repay Dong Fang's friendship.
Of course, no matter how much Madam Jin could imagine it, she could not imagine that there were actually other explanations for the dishes made by chefs that were not just expensive.
