C860 Third Master Doesn't Eat Seafood

Zong Luohan hesitated for a second and turned to Huaqi.

It had been a long time since he had eaten handmade dumplings. The ones he bought from restaurants were always not satisfactory.

Thinking of the dumplings made by his mother when he was young, Zong Luohan's appetite increased.

"Third Master is going to eat, right? I'll go get juice for you right now!" Qingfang finally put down a big rock