The Lamborghini chicken

The tray that su Ruoyan had brought over had a dark brown soup bowl. The soup was very deep, about the depth of a palm.

The dark brown soup container was tightly covered. Not only was it not hot, but not even a hint of fragrance was revealed.

Su Ruoyan kept the tray and gently pushed the soup bowl in front of Zong mo. She then said,"Boss Zong, your red date Black Chicken soup is here. Please enjoy."

As soon as he said that, all the customers in the restaurant stretched their necks and looked over.

After all, this was the final winner of this event.

Looking at the dark brown soup bowl in front of him, Zong mo wasn't a bashful person and directly reached out to pinch the lid of the bowl.

In an instant, a wisp of white smoke rushed out of the soup bowl. Due to the special characteristic of Yuan Zhou's restaurant, other people couldn't smell the fragrance.