"This is the recipe my master gave me! In our hotel, we have golden tongues; they know if the ingredients are a bit more or less."
"Besides, the usual street barbecue won't use such good ingredients!"
The materials are good, and the seasonings are good too. Although there are still some discrepancies in between, it's definitely better than other street vendors who focus mainly on profit.
Turning to compliment Old Zhao like a chain lock: "Mr. Zhao, you're good at buying seasonings; the quality is excellent."
Old Zhao was eating with his head down and couldn't help feeling smug when he heard this: "That's a given! When have I, Old Zhao, ever lost face in my work!"
Everyone was lively here; occasionally, passersby would come by and hesitate for a while.
The bolder ones would come up to ask directly, and after getting a negative reply, they'd walk away reluctantly, turning back every few steps, taking ages to leave this short distance.
