The dishes were served.
"Come, let's have a bite first."
Luo Ziyang called out, picking up a piece of donkey meat and placing it in Chen Donghai's bowl, "This donkey meat has to be stewed just right, fatty but not greasy, melts right in your mouth!"
At the moment, Chen Donghai's stomach was churning, his mouth still had the lingering blood taste and the unique aroma of radix stellariae.
Seeing this, Xu Qiu first poured a cup of tea for Xu Donghai then respectfully called out "Mr. Chen", and nudged Li Na, who was beside him.
Li Na was quick-witted. She quickly raised her glass, "Mr. Luo, I also toast you three cups."
Luo Ziyang's eyes brightened.
He looked at Li Na with interest, "Just toasting like this, I can't drink it all."
Li Na stood up, holding her glass and said calmly:
"Mr. Luo, you just said there are three cups, each with a meaning, I also take the liberty of toasting you three cups."
