章節 392: To the Kitchen

Mr. Yang was speechless when he saw these groups of Old Masters, who were over 70 years old but looked like they had not eaten food in eight lifetimes.

"Hey, this is the food my son got for me. All of you, save some for me. I haven't tasted it yet." Old Master Yang was anxious. He immediately stood up and scooped the plate in front of him with his arms wrapped around it, not letting these old fellows snatch it away.

Yang Zhengwei was speechless.

The Old Master finally liked to eat. He was close to congratulating his father!

Otherwise, if the Old Master continued to lose his appetite, how could his body hold on?

Fortunately, he could finally eat something now!

After the plates were completely empty, Old Master Song and the rest finally put down their chopsticks reluctantly.

Old Master Song was the first to ask, "Yang, when did the Grand Hyatt Hotel change chefs? But Master Li's culinary skills are quite good."