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A nation’s ambassador actually showing such respect and obedience to a small boss like this?
Davis and his group were utterly taken aback.
However, before they could finish processing their shock, sothing else happened.
They heard Zuzi call out from a distance, "Xiao He, co over here."
Bai He imdiately left the crowd and joyfully ran over to the elegant silhouette, "Little Ancestor, are you going to praise for adding lotus root to the cold dish, making it extra tender and flavorful?"
Zuzi smiled slightly, "Your cool and refreshing preparation is quite delightful for the sumr, it reminds of so flavors I tried long ago. Today, I’ll teach you another Peach Blossom Banquet dish."
Bai He was so excited she almost jumped into Zuzi’s arms, "Little Ancestor, you’re the best, number one in the world, boohoo!"
With her Lotus Banquet, she was already quite famous, sotis even more popular than Wu Qianman, the female celebrity, needing sunglasses when she walked outside. Now with Little Ancestor teaching her the Peach Blossom Banquet, Bai He was set to be a legendary, renowned chef.
She carefully noted down everything Zuzi said about the Peach Blossom Banquet ingredients, thods, and secrets in her notebook.
She bounced back to the kitchen, thrilled to show off her skills.
As she passed by the door of the private room opposite, she saw Davis’s group still hadn’t left. She couldn’t help but pull a face, her enthusiastic expression instantly turning icy, "Why haven’t you scramd yet? Do you want to lose face so badly that I have to get soone to chase you out with sticks?"
Davis’s group, feeling shad, could barely hold themselves together: "..."
As they left in embarrassnt, they couldn’t help but glance more at Zuzi’s direction.
This fierce boss, acting as if she’s a rabbit bowing to the mighty Zuzi, changed faces way too fast, truly remarkable.
So who exactly is that person with the last na Xi?!
They left unsatisfied and jostled through the crowd at the entrance, finally squeezing into the empty French restaurant next door to settle down in a private room.
"Our Western dishes are truly more refined and upscale, we can finally eat authentic French cuisine."
"Yeah, I’ve been longing for steak, foie gras, and roast turkey..."
"Don’t ntion it, that Empire cuisine was a nightmare, half-cooked, and all those cold dishes and lotus roots, looked like dog food to !"
The group ate while complaining.
Gradually, they felt that sothing was off.
"Why does this room have a sll?"
"Is the foie gras fresh, why does it stink..."
"Ever since I ca in, I’ve felt a stench. I thought it was from the toilet, but now that even the plates stink, what’s going on... It can’t be the sll of French food, the dishes can’t be the problem, right? Ugh!"
"Ugh!"
"Ugh!"
They had their hearts set on French cuisine but ended up nauseated, their stomachs churning painfully.
At that mont, the window was wide open, and fragrances of lotus leaves and peach blossoms wafted over from the "Turquoise Pool" restaurant next door, making the entourage regret not eating more lotus leaf rice and cold dishes earlier. Even if they couldn’t use chopsticks, they could have just grabbed the food with their hands.
Davis clutched his stomach, that feeling of being starving yet unable to eat anything was a hundred tis more unbearable than plain hunger.
What curse had he co under today, failing in the culinary battle, eating disorder, unlucky in every aspect!
He glanced up.
A barely noticeable glimr flashed by the window, he could only vaguely make out what looked like two thin bamboo skewers.
Unbeknownst to him, a pair of Gourt Jade Chopsticks were scampering back towards Xi Rubao while chuckling gleefully by the wall’s edge...
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