The man smiled. "Tan Ming, I definitely had to come after how miraculous you made the congee out to be. I now know this congee is indeed the real deal. I've eaten every delicacy in the world, but I've never seen such a unique and fragrant congee before. The smell just mesmerized me, so I must have a taste of it!"
"Manager Gu, are you sure?" Only then did Tan Ming recall that the fatty was a glutton! He went around claiming he had eaten every dish across the globe!
Manager Gu smiled. "Of course! I'm fully aware of the situation, so move away."
Tan Ming smiled. "I only wish to tell you that Abbot Fangzheng never lies. He's also never petty. If he says that the congee is messed up, it must be messed up. Otherwise, why do you think no one else wants it?"
"You understand Fangzheng, but I understand good food! I trust that my sense of smell wouldn't lie to me. Alright, Little Venerable One, I'll have one bowl!" Manager Gu raised his hand up high as he shouted.
