"What's going on, Xiaochen? What did you just make that kept everyone here?"
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."
Fang Zhizhong took a deep breath, "Did you really make 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall'? I've never had it. I've said several times that I wanted to go to Fujian to try it, but never had the time."
"Well, you're a bit late today. We just sold out."
"No, no, you have to make more. We can wait."
Old Zhao and Dunzi immediately chimed in, "Yeah, Boss Xiao Chen, make a bit more."
Just as Old Zhao spoke, he suddenly felt his ear ache. He turned around, "Ah... wife..."
Guo Aiping licked her lips, "You dare show up? Hurry up and come home with me!"
"It's not like that, dear. Boss Xiao Chen is about to make more, and you haven't eaten either, right? Let's wait and eat something together."
Guo Aiping had eaten seven portions of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and three bowls of rice; she couldn't eat anymore and was about to start yelling.
