C914 Who directed you
Zhang Hao smiled, then greeted the white chef uniform that was full of flour at the stall owner. "Uncle Liu, I'm here!"
The stall owner was a thin, middle-aged man in his forties who was constantly kneading dough in front of him. He smiled and said, "Young Master Zhang, you're here. Please come in. Are the seats inside still reserved for you?"
As he spoke