Master Xiao Zhou hesitated for a moment with the big spatula in his hand while making fried rice.
He scrutinized the shy young man in front of him: You sure have some nerve to ask!
If he was willing to sell, would everyone even get a taste today? We almost got into a fight just now!
The livestream chat, having just steamed its face full of heat from the wok, was also thrilled!
Not for anything else, but if they couldn't eat it, then nobody else should either.
People, they thrive on comparison.
[Young man, encountering Lao Song's big pot is your fortune, but also your misfortune]
[Listen to a word of advice from your elder brother, it's better not to get a taste. If you do, you'll be craving it for the rest of your life.]
[As an elder sister who's been there, let me tell you honestly, you better not eat it. Otherwise, at the end of the month you won't have any salary left.]
