"I can vouch for that, there's definitely nothing like that happening!"
At this moment, Lu Shuwu had also taken a break after placing the soup dumplings on the steamer. He chuckled and said,
"Lao Hu's skin is as thick as the city wall, how would he ever feel embarrassed?"
Hu Zhihai was stunned for a moment but quickly responded, spitting at him fiercely:
"Thick skin gets you plenty to eat; thin skin leaves you hungry! No wonder you never get any good food!"
Lu Shuwu: "???"
So, the reason I never get the good food is because my skin is too thin?
Gosh! How terrifying when you think about it!
Jiang Yu couldn't be bothered with these two jokers in the kitchen. After resting for a few minutes on the side, he got up to turn off the steamer.
After a little while, he opened the steamer door, put on thick gloves, and brought out two small trays.
