Otherwise, sometimes when I crave it myself, I'm afraid there won't be a place to get this bite."
As he spoke, he picked up a pair of serving chopsticks to help Mr. Chen serve dishes: "The chicken feet here are a true delicacy; you must try them. It's the signature dish of the master chef here."
Following suit, Chen Yan ate a chicken foot. Although he usually doesn't particularly like eating this, tasting it occasionally is fine. He felt it was soft and tender, and the flavor was indeed quite good.
"Is this restaurant owned by you, Mr. Liu Sr.?"
"Hmm, I bought it 30 years ago." Liu Jianshan smiled faintly: "When I was young, I took over the family business, made some business friends, and when doing business, there should always be a place to eat. Back then, this kind of restaurant was still very prestigious and respected.
I often came here to host guests for meals, and after eating here many times, I simply decided to buy it. Since then, I've eaten here for over thirty years.
