Zhu Yuan looked at Qiao Zhi in a complicated way. She originally thought that he had stopped him because he had something else to say.

Who would have thought that he simply wanted to leave after lunch?

"Do you really have nothing to say?"

"No! I believe you will have your own judgment."

"I have something to ask you. What are they eating in the private room next door?"

"Same as you. The same process, the same big pot, the same heat. The portion size is more than your portion, and the portions are two."

"I get it! Thank you!"

Stepping out of the canteen gate, he subconsciously glanced at the signboard.

Zhu Yuan was covered with tears.

I once told Wang Qing that I love the braised pork made by my mother-in-law the most.

——The bowl of braised pork prepared by my mother-in-law for the first time I went to Wang’s house.
Chapter completed!