By the time Yan Yan's double portion of ham and cheese was served, she finally understood what Jiao Zhifei meant by a "conscientious price."
What was supposed to be a platter felt more like they had brought over a small table, with an amount that simply couldn't be justified by just one plate.
Various types of ham from different years and cuts, homemade cheeses, served with a side of salad and pancakes, it was hard for Yan Yan to imagine how Jiao Zhifei had managed to stuff all of that into his stomach in such a short time.
"Old Sister, the ham here is particularly tasty, when we leave later, we can just carry a whole one back home," Jiao Zhifei said, the result of his recent chat with the owner being that he could now introduce the vintage of the ham to Yan Yan.
"We? You're going home with me?" Yan Yan rarely shifted her focus away from food.
