"Whoa, whoa, we're going to make Confucius Top-grade Tofu!"
Shen Jiayue proudly posted a message in the group chat, immediately prompting Chen Yan's inquiry:
"Confucius Top-grade Tofu? How is it made? Is it tasty?"
If it's delicious, I'll have the chefs at Lin Ji make it; we've been fretting over what to eat these days. If there's something good, we should definitely try it.
However, the answer she got was:
"My Xu Bao said that the real Top-grade Tofu can't be bought these days, and it's unlikely others can make it. If you want to eat it, wait until we come back. But once it's done, I'll send you a picture, after all, we have a deep sisterhood. How could I forget about you?"
Chen Yan: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Stinky Yueyue, just you wait!
She angrily put down the phone and murmured to Chen Yuanyuan, who was discussing Ziqiang Shengjian's expansion plan with Dou Wenjing next to her:
"Your sister-in-law is getting more outrageous, can't you do something?"
Yuanyuan laughed:
