"No worries, no worries!" The restaurant manager felt wronged inside but couldn't express it. He had to put on a smiling face, his expression so bitter that it seemed it could squeeze out water!
"As long as the gentleman and lady are happy with their meal!"
"I'm not wrong at all!" Lin Tian was very dissatisfied, believing he was not at fault!
"Yes, yes, you're not wrong!" Chen Moxiang rolled her eyes. "The ones at fault are those who named these dishes!"
"This dish shouldn't be called 'Braised Lion's Head'; it should be 'Pork Belly Riding Pig's Trotters' instead!"
"Sounds logical!" Lin Tian smacked his lips. "But calling it like that makes it too long and not quite pleasing!"
"You shut your mouth!" Chen Moxiang was so angry that her eyebrows jumped. She suddenly felt that asking Lin Tian to take her out to eat was truly a mistake!
"Fine, I won't speak then!" Lin Tian picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a braised lion's head, and took a bite. "Oh, not bad, fragrant and tasty!"
