“Hiss! Young Master Du, you’re not being kind, aren’t you? Why are you joining in the fun? Hurry up, give me some dishes, I’m hungry.”
Tang Feng acted like a master again, his eyes were filled with a trace of ridicule.
Young Master Du was not angry at all, he was still leisurely arranging the dishes.
Gu Qingchen took a glance and found that the dishes were quite sumptuous. They were more traditional Chinese dishes. Some of the dishes were only available in the Manchu-han banquet.
It was indeed not easy to prepare them in such a short time. It seemed that they had already started preparing on the way here.
After arranging the dishes, young master du sat beside Tang Feng and took off the chef’s clothes.
Tang Feng immediately turned around and looked at young master du with a strange expression. “What’s the matter with you?”
