Lin Xu adjusted the radish strips on the plate with his chopsticks and then said with a smile, "I don't know about other places, but at Fishing Platform, this dish wouldn't cost less than five hundred and eighty-eight yuan."
The higher-end the restaurant, the more they favored this type of dish. Even though a serving of steamed radish strips sold for several hundred yuan, it also required a tremendous amount of effort.
Lin Xu placed the dish in front of his parents. "Give it a try and see how my skills are."
As soon as Chen Meijuan heard that such a dish could sell for five to six hundred yuan, she quickly said, "It's just radish, after all. It would be a waste for your dad and me to eat it. Save it for your parents-in-law later; they'll probably love it."
After speaking, she gazed intently at the dish on the plate.
What mother doesn't want to taste her son's culinary skills?
