The kitchen of Qianlima Restaurant suddenly received an order from the front hall.
Ten dishes, one soup, and a main course.
The order ended up in Fu Yu's hands, and when he took a look, he was dumbfounded.
The dishes ordered are...
"Chef Zhao! Look at this, something's off with this order!"
Zhao Meng happened to be nearby, and upon hearing this, he quickly came over.
Fu Yu handed the order over.
"There are several dishes on this order that I've never seen before!"
Zhao Meng took it, glanced over it carefully, and his expression changed: "Wow! This must be one of our regulars, these dishes are quite authentic!"
Curiously, Fu Yu asked, "Chef Zhao, are these dishes not available in our restaurant either? Like the salt fish cakes, butterfly prawns with sea cucumber, and this imitation crab dish, they're not even on the menu!"
