Xie Jingchen put down the book and came over.
Su Jin looked at him.
"Young Master Xie, the new breed of chicken you wanted has been created. It has nothing but legs under its head, a total of ten," Su Jin said.
"...."
"And duck wings," Xingxing added.
"...."
"Yes, and it grew two pairs of duck wings. Can you imagine what that chicken looked like when it was alive?" Su Jin asked earnestly.
"...."
Su Jin felt ashamed.
She thought she had a rich imagination.
But she couldn't possibly figure out how this chicken grew.
She really didn't know what the kitchen steward was thinking.
Without the chicken head and duck wings, it's just a plate of braised chicken legs.
Why add unnecessary embellishments?
Xie Jingchen sat down, looked at the plate of chicken legs, and his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
It was a joke, but the kitchen took it seriously.
