Hearing that there was good food, Ji Chuan immediately rubbed his hands together.
"Hurry and check where it is!"
"It's about thirty minutes away from our hotel, so it's a bit out of the way."
"That's alright, I'm happy as long as the food is good."
To Ji Chuan, Nan Zhi was the best cook who made the best dishes. However, it was a pity that after she left Fourth Brother, he did not have the chance to taste her cooking anymore.
At the thought of it, she still missed it quite badly.
Ji Chuan and his assistant went back to their hotel to place their luggage down before they rushed towards that private kitchen.
Even now, Ji Chuan was a complete glutton, his dreams in the past were not to act, but to become a food reporter.
His social media accounts were mostly filled with pictures of delicious food. He hoped that this private kitchen he was going to wouldn't disappoint him.
