Roast Fish

"Boss Yuan, are there fish bones in the roast fish?" Chen Wei knitted his brows and asked carefully.

"Only big fish bones, but no small ones." Yuan Zhou rotated the fish and said calmly.

"You mean the dorsal bones, right?" Chen Wei asked for confirmation again.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded the head.

"I also want one. Also this one, too." Chen Wei pointed at the other kebabs by the side.

"Since you are laying out two plates here, they are definitely two different types. Am I right?" Chen Wei revealed an honest look on his face.

"Mr. Chen is so shrewd." The plump Master Cheng walked toward them.

"Haw-haw, thank you. Boss Yuan is known to be a principled person." Chen Wei complimented.

"Of course." Master Cheng nodded the head.

That's right. Master Cheng had always been there during recent BBQ time. In the beginning, his reason was to come and help, thus, Yuan Zhou naturally refused him flatly.