When the crowd surged in, many of them froze the moment they stepped into the restaurant.
While Ming Lingyi was renovating the restaurant, the main doors had been shut tight, so no one knew what it looked like inside.
Even Zhang Qi's wife, Mrs. Wei, who came by today, was taken aback.
After all, Zhang Qi worked for Ming Lingyi, but his boss had demanded secrecy. He hadn't mentioned a word to Mrs. Wei at home about what Ming's Restaurant looked like now.
So, when Mrs. Wei walked in and saw the remarkably unusual high-legged stools and tables in the main dining hall, she was stunned.
None of the restaurants in the East Market or the West Market had tables and chairs like these. They looked so strange.
Mrs. Wei managed to suppress her confusion and didn't ask any questions, not wanting to cause trouble for Ming Lingyi.
But just because she kept quiet didn't mean the others who came in with her could contain their curiosity and doubt.
