Chapitre 174: Chapter 174 Napoleon: Taste the Flavor of Britain

"I can't say it was all my doing, but I indeed played some irreplaceable roles,"

Liu Zheng said modestly.

"Hmph, I think you were merely an ingredient."

As expected of the head chef of Bloody Restaurant, Napoleon saw through the truth at a glance.

"You could see it that way. How's the taste?"

"Hmph, that has to be tasted to be known."

Napoleon said.

"Then please taste it."

Liu Zheng made a welcoming gesture.

"Salmon, bring me my soup spoon."

Napoleon shouted.

"Oh."

San Huamao dropped the veggies in its hand, grabbed a soup spoon, then came trotting over.

"Wow, this soup smells good, can I have some?"

It sniffed with its little nose and asked.

"You have to ask him, it's his soup."

Napoleon took the spoon and said.

"Liu Zheng, may I have your soup?"

San Huamao looked expectantly at Liu Zheng.

"Um... of course."

Seeing Napoleon's quasi-smiling expression, he could only say.

"You're really kind, I'll get you some dried fish later."

San Huamao said happily.