Chapter 049: Headache

That drunken customer, wouldn't he get angry, slam the table, throw the chopsticks, and smash the cups?

Since this has happened before, Ma Tong didn't dare to neglect, he rubbed his hands together and looked pleadingly at Zhang Yongchang after checking the kitchen, "Uncle Zhang, don't we still have tofu?"

"Can you eat that tofu? For humans to eat?" Zhang Yongchang gave the waiter a stern look: "Sending out tofu will probably ruin my reputation!"

"Just tell the people outside that the brown sauce tofu is not available today. If they come early tomorrow, it will be."

Zhang Yongchang said and went on to cook other dishes without giving any heed to the waiter.

The fire on the stove was blazing, and Zhang Yongchang flipped the spoon forcefully. The flames that erupted seemingly consumed the entire pot, lighting up the entire kitchen with a fiery glow.