After speaking, he added one more sentence: "It's just not spicy enough. You Huaxia people probably can't handle spice as well as we Koreans can."
"Hmm?"
Liang Siyu wasn't pleased when she heard that. Saying it's good but not spicy enough in a Sichuan restaurant is a blatant provocation, isn't it?
That person helped himself to a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The numbing, spicy, fresh taste satisfied him greatly, but he regretfully shook his head: "It's just not spicy enough."
This was infuriating! He had the nerve to say it twice?!
Liang Siyu dangerously narrowed her eyes: "How about I ask the kitchen to add more spice for you?"
Park Guochang nodded with a smile: "That would be great, but I doubt your peppers can meet my demands. Our Korean peppers are very spicy, and I'm used to that level of heat."
"Just you wait!"
Liang Siyu roared internally, but she kept a smiling face as she picked up the plate of twice-cooked pork and strode towards the kitchen.
