Su Yuanyuan went to the grocery store and bought candles, toilet paper, and needles and thread.
She went to the restaurant where she had eaten last time and splurged on a serving of braised pork this time.
She thought a serving would be a plate, but to her surprise, it was a small basin with more than twenty pieces.
But the meat was really cooked well, much better than her own cooking.
She shamelessly bought three more servings and ran to the grocery store to buy a large enamel basin with a lid, filling it up completely. The chef saw that she bought a lot and also gave her a good amount of meat broth.
Su Yuanyuan really wanted to ask for their recipe, but she knew it was unethical and that she wouldn't get an answer.
"Master, could you help me stew some pig offal? I'll pay a processing fee."
"Sure, if you clean it, it'll be three yuan. If we clean it, it'll be five yuan.
Don't worry, we'll make sure it's cleaned thoroughly."
