was no longer popular. He smiled as he welcomed some customers warmly at the door but the smile left his face when he saw Yong Hui walking in. She did not look happy but glaredat him. “May I ask what you were doing in my restaurant the other day? I thought you were a new customer and now I know thatyou only came only to py on me and my menu,” she shouted.“Please excuse me,” he calmly explained,“I wanted to know where all my customers had gone last week. I followed one of them and found them in your restaurant. I don’t want to upset you, but I found your menu so limited that I stopped worrying and started advertising the enefitsof my food. Why don’t you sit down and try a meal?”Yong Hui agreed to stay and soon they were both enjoying the dumplings andbreast of chicken cooked with garlic When they were served the ice cream, Yong Hui began to look ill. “I feel sick with all this fat and heavy food,”she said,“I miss my vegetables and fruit.”Wang Peng was enjoying a secondplate of dumplings so he ighed.“Yes,”he added,“and I would miss my dumplings and fatty pork. Don’t you get tired quickly?” “Well, I do have to rest a lot, ”admitted Yong Hui. “But don’t youthink it would be better if you were a bit thinner? I’m sure you would feel much healthier.” They began to talk about menus and balanced diets. “According to my research, neither your restaurant nor mine offers a balanced diet,”explained Wang Peng.“I don’t offer enough fibre and you don’t offer enough body–building and energygiving foods. Perhaps we ought to combine our ideas and provide a balanced menu with foods full of energy and fibre. ”So that is what they did.They served raw vegetables...
