115 Strange Methods

"What about Fenli①?" Yin Ya thought for a moment while tilting her head.

"Sure," Yuan Zhou agreed.

"Boss Yuan, you can even cook this?" Yin Ya had only eaten this food once which was brought by one of her colleagues.

At that time, she just felt it was smooth, tender and soft; in one word, very delicious. After enquiring, however, she only knew it was a kind of snack made of rice, which couldn’t be found locally. Right now when she heard of rice products, she immediately recalled the snack subconsciously and thus asked casually, without holding any expectations.

"Yes, I can," Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

"Then I’m going to eat it today," Yin Ya said happily.

"Of course. Just come tomorrow at this hour," Yuan Zhou answered with an earnest expression.

"Humm… what?" YinYa first agreed subconsciously before reacting to what Yuan Zhou was saying.

"Why?" Yin Ya became puzzled.