"Go ahead and eat, I'll just sprinkle some pepper salt on the crispy fried ribs, and it's ready to eat."
Lawrence Winters nodded, she was really hungry and couldn't wait for Kenneth Osborne. She sat down and scooped herself a bowl of chicken soup, then tasted the sliced sausage. To her surprise, it was sweet and not the flavor of their hometown.
But the taste was okay, Lawrence ate quite a few slices, and only after drinking a bowl of the chicken soup from the three-seven steam pot chicken did she feel half full.
Then she put down her chopsticks and waited for Kenneth Osborne to come and eat together.
Kenneth Osborne brought out the crispy fried ribs from the kitchen, placed them in front of Lawrence, and said, "Taste my handiwork."
Lawrence gave him face, picked up the shared chopsticks, and placed one in her bowl.
Once she started eating, she couldn't stop.
She polished off more than half the plate of crispy fried pepper salt ribs by herself.
