After observing for quite a while, the man in a suit at the side suddenly uttered, "I feel Boss Yuan has decent reasons to fill the bag like that."

"What? You feel that you can pick the beans up easily?" Wu Hai turned the head and looked at the man in a suit, saying with an impolite tone.

"No, not really," the man in a suit shrugged, indicating he wasn’t able to pick up the beans smoothly either.

"Then why did you interrupt?" Wu Hai felt speechless.

"Because I know why Boss Yuan filled the bag like that," the man in a suit said affirmatively.

"Say it," Wu Hai revealed a manner of "say it".

"This dish is Spiced Beans, isn’t it?" The man in a suit appeared to be one that enjoyed leaving others in suspense.

However, Wu Hai didn’t give him the opportunity. He said impatiently, "You are speaking nonsense. We all know that."

The man in a suit nevertheless didn’t mind Wu Hai’s bad temper. He just shrugged and continued to say, "With the faba beans and the strong scent of the five spi