Takeout

When the other party spoke, Feng Bi realized that the person in front of him was actually a head taller than him. He looked like he was two meters tall.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was rude."Feng Biyan said respectfully.

At this moment, he pointed at something behind him." This is the takeout you ordered just now. May I know the last digit of your phone number so that I can confirm it?""

"2596."Su Xin Yao's voice came from behind.

"Alright, please wait a moment." Feng Biyan took out his phone and looked at the menu, confirming the number on it.

"This is indeed your takeaway. The bottom of the pot has been prepared and placed in a box. You just need to pour it out. The pot is also inside. You have to wash it briefly, and…"

Feng Biyan told him in detail what the delivery man had told him. After a long time, he finally finished telling him what he needed to pay attention to.