The Fascination of the Roast Goose

"I think it might be a refreshing dish. After all, Boss Yuan is unpredictable." Man Man also started to guess.

"Isn't that the fragrance of Roast Goose?" Being more familiar with the taste, Ling Hong figured it out immediately.

"We all know that. We are just guessing what taste it would be since it's cooked by Boss Yuan." Jiang Changxi showed a supercilious look to Ling Hong.

"That's right." Man Man nodded her head.

"Do you think you can figure out the taste of Boss Yuan's dishes just by thinking?" Ling Hong rolled his eyes.

"Don't you think that Boss Yuan is eating alone?" Wu Zhou asked weakly.

"Don't say it out. I will be unable to control myself from disassembling the door." Man Man clenched her fist and said earnestly.

"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, open the door. Time for business hours." Wu Hai directly carried out Man Man's thought.

"Young people are all in a hurry nowadays. They don't even have good patience." The grandpa said seriously.