Although Jiang Feng didn't know what Xue Shaoheng had been up to outside, he figured that given Xue's straightforward and no-nonsense way of doing things, he might have even directly stuffed the dish into the hands of a customer.
The pickled vegetable dumplings had long been taken out of the pot and served, and the pure meat wontons had just been finished and placed on the serving window. Jiang Feng wasn't busy with any orders at the moment, looking around to see where he could lend a hand.
"Sang Ming, have the pure meat wontons been taken away?" Jiang Feng asked.
"I just saw Ji Yue sister take them away," responded Sang Ming, whose position was close to the serving window, allowing him to clearly see the movements there.
"Feng, table C7 ordered a large portion of preserved egg and pork congee."
"Got it," Jiang Feng said, picking up a soup bowl to ladle out the congee.