C47 Sister You're a Waiter!

Jian Qingchu made no less than three trips from the kitchen to the dining hall.

For the fourth time, she carried the dishes onto the table and stood by the side as if waiting for judgment.

"This time, there is no chili, no vinegar, no salt, and no celery. Do you think it is still suitable for you?"

Jian Qingchu tried her best to maintain a perfect smile and asked patiently