As the laughter began, the dishes were served one after another, and the wine was poured to the brim, filling the air with its fragrance, and everyone’s spirits were very high.
The sight of the dishes, which were well matched between meat and vegetarian options and looked very appetizing, led someone who tried a bite of the Dongpo Pork to immediately praise its delicious taste.
Cheng Su naturally wouldn’t miss the opportunity to promote her own restaurant and called Old Song out to introduce him to everyone.
When it was heard that he had been the head chef at the Fa Ji Restaurant and that his ancestors had been Imperial Chefs, the people present were all astonished; after all, for such a small restaurant to have such a chef was no small feat.
Those who had previously been skeptical of Cheng Su’s restaurant no longer dared to doubt it now. With such a chef at the helm, how could the business not thrive?
Whether out of flattery or a desire to get closer, Cheng Su became the target of everyone’s compliments, and some even asked her if she was looking to hire as they wanted to come and work for her.
Hualing watched everything, feeling rather uncomfortable.
She had tried every dish and, even if she was reluctant to admit it, Cheng Su’s restaurant’s offerings were indeed quite good; the restaurant was small, but the flavors were indeed praise-worthy.
Yet, she didn’t wish to flatter Cheng Su, but rather to demean her.
"The taste is good, but Cheng Su, your restaurant really is too small. Look at us, we have to share tables just to fit. If there were a big order, you wouldn’t be able to handle it. For that, customers would still need to go to big restaurants like Fa Ji," Hualing said.
Sister-in-law Zhou frowned upon hearing this, thinking to herself why Platoon Leader Chen’s wife was always looking for trouble and couldn’t say anything nice?

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