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"What is this?!" Lafra covered her mouth, she had never eaten such a unique dish before.
As the soft, white tofu entered her mouth, it brought with it a flavor so rich that it seemed to add a tiny flame inside, scorching her.
And there was an ingredient she had never eaten before, its distinctive flavor reminding Lafra of the sensation of eating lightning, leaving her mouth tingling.
"Dear guest... this is Mapo Tofu, the manager's recommended dish for today," Betty explained tenderly, while placing a glass of iced water next to Lafra.
"Mapo Tofu? I've never had such... such unique... such stimulating cuisine," Lafra said as she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her mouth, feeling it go numb.
Hiding in the kitchen and peeping, Chen Ze glanced at Lafra's handkerchief. It was indeed blood-red, completely in line with this particular guest's preference.
Chen Ze stroked his chin, feeling he might have figured out the special effect of the parfait from before.
