Su Ronggui was naturally reserved, but that didn't mean he wasn't worldly. Since it was his treat, he naturally hosted thoroughly, and when everyone sat down, there wasn't a seat left for him. He had the waiter add a chair, and he sat next to Tu Hengsha.
Tu Hengsha really couldn't be more annoyed with the person next to her! So she decided to disgust him a bit. While ordering, she said, "Hey! I wonder if chicken feet are any good?"
The owner, of course, enthusiastically promoted his product.
She turned her head to ask a person whose face clearly had new scratches from fingernails, "Mr. Su, what do you think? Are chicken feet good?"
"If the owner says they're good, then they must be good!" Su Ronggui replied with an unruffled demeanor.
Tu Hengsha nodded and asked again, "Huh! You also have pig face meat?"
"Yes, yes! Our home-smoked pig face is a specialty! Nowhere else in Yanbei can you find it! You can't get it at any other place!" the owner quickly said.
