Hearing Fang Chenyi's words, Brother Xiaoma just smiled, waved his hand, and said he'd be happy with whatever the host decided.
After all, it was his first time visiting, so it wouldn't be right to make requests. This wasn't a restaurant where you could just point at something on the menu.
Upon hearing this, Fang Chenyi immediately called for Old Char.
Seeing the old foreigner with blond hair, a high-bridged nose, and blue eyes, Brother Xiaoma couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity. He hadn't expected Fang Chenyi to employ a foreign chef at home.
He wasn't particularly interested, though. As far as Brother Xiaoma was concerned, no foreign cuisine could ever be as satisfying as their native Huaxia food.
But, as he'd said, he would go with his host's arrangements. Even if Fang Chenyi decided to serve him steak and caviar, he could only accept the gesture graciously.
