Spicy Fish? Twice Cooked Pork? Stir-fried Tomato and Eggs? Mapo Tofu? Kung Pao Chicken?
Very ordinary, common dishes.
These dishes were no different from what was sold in small restaurants outside.
Putting such low-end dishes on the table, he truly had no idea what these guests meant by it!
Ouyang Lin noticed the head chef's awkward expression, but he said nothing.
He was a guest. There was no need for him to explain anything.
Though displeased, the head chef said nothing. He merely muttered, "The food should be eaten while it's hot," before leaving.
Ouyang Lin looked at the exquisite dishes on the table, with several out-of-place takeout containers among them. They really did spoil the atmosphere somewhat.
Still, it did not affect the meal. He continued eating the delicious, refined private-kitchen dishes.
The few dishes Lu Qin had made still retained a little warmth. The taste was affected slightly, but they were still as delicious as ever.
After eating for a while, Ouyang Lin noticed that the three of them had barely touched the refined private-kitchen dishes. Instead, they kept reaching for the dishes they had brought themselves.
Lu Xiyao eagerly gobbled down the Spicy Boiled Fish, her little mouth glistening with oil.
Ouyang Lin froze. When the little girl had eaten the Surfing Bamboo Fish earlier, she had not looked anywhere near this satisfied...
Could this Spicy Boiled Fish really be that delicious?
That was impossible, wasn't it?
"Uncle Ouyang, why aren't you eating the food my dad made? It's super delicious~!"
Lu Xiyao picked up a bite of Stir-fried Tomato and Eggs and stuffed it into her little mouth.
"Mr. Lu made all these dishes?"
Ouyang Lin asked. He had not touched a single bite of the food in those containers.
Those dishes looked like they had