Lin Guihua was stunned for a moment: "No, it's always been my husband and son who do it!"
Wang Donghai thought he understood.
The fried rice I ate for lunch was definitely made by the owner; he's experienced and the taste is better.
The two dishes served tonight were definitely made by the owner's son, which is why they didn't taste as good.
"Madam, could you please have your husband make two more servings of fried rice for us? I'll pay for them."
"Huh? But these two dishes in front of you were made by my husband!" Lin Guihua hadn't realized what was happening yet.
Wang Donghai was shocked. Could it be that the meal he ate for lunch was actually made by the boss's son?
Are there really geniuses in this world?
Liu Yihang watched the whole thing from the side. He roughly understood what the person meant and was quite surprised that this person could actually taste the difference between his own and his father's flavors.
So he stood up and said, "Hello, the fried rice you had for lunch was probably made by me. If you would like to eat it again, I can make it for you."
Wang Donghai never expected that the fried rice he ate for lunch was made by this young man.
Surprised, he nodded repeatedly.
Wang Jianbin is very much looking forward to seeing what kind of delicious food this young man can make.
Liu Yihang glanced at the small wall clock; it was getting late.
He turned to Xiao Chunfeng and the others and said, "Wait for me for three minutes."
He then rushed into the kitchen and, three minutes later, brought out two plates of fried rice he had made himself.
Wang Donghai brought it over, took a sniff without waiting, and confirmed it was the right smell!
Wang Jianbin felt a surge of excitement upon smelling the aroma.
Both of them couldn't wait to take a bite.
Wang Donghai sighed, "Mmm, this is the taste, everything is just right."
Wang Jianbin looked up at Liu Yihang in surprise, incredulous.
Is this really the flavor that this young man made?
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