"Teacher Xu, we still have many dishes that we haven't served you yet. Could you please spare a little more time?"
Looking at Qin Yuru's nearly pleading expression, Zhang Xiaowei immediately grew curious about who this Teacher Xu really was.
"Let me be frank with you, if it weren't for the constant praise of Yinhai Grand Hotel's medicinal meals, I wouldn't have bothered coming to your shabby little restaurant," Teacher Xu said.
"After all, you should be aware that I am the top gourmet in Jinshan City. Those upscale restaurants, they wish for me to critique their food, but I only go when I feel like it," she boasted.
"The fact that I came to your place today is already an honor for you. As for your medicinal meals, better save them for someone else. Just the smell of them makes me nauseous," she scoffed.
Teacher Xu adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, her eyes nearly rolling back to the top of her head.
Her words were as harsh as they could be, nearly driving Qin Yuru to tears.
