"It's still that same flavor, so comforting."
In the villa's dining room, Li Xuantong tasted a piece of Black Truffle, sipped some broth, and revealed a satisfied and pleasurable expression, "It's still the mountain delicacies that are the most fragrant."
Yang Fei also ate a few bites, nodding and saying, "Exactly, these things are very difficult to cultivate, they only grow in the mountains, truly authentic mountain products."
"With the farm-raised, skinny-legged chicken stewed together, tsk tsk, absolutely beautiful," Li Xuantong said, enraptured.
Yang Fei lifted his glass, "Come on, let's drink to this delightful food."
"Let's do it," Li Xuantong clinked glasses with him.
Qin Yanyang and Li Yaqing had never eaten Black Truffle before, seeing the two talk about it so exaggeratedly, they couldn't help but try a piece.
After tasting, Li Yaqing spoke first, "It feels just okay, it's not that exaggerated."
"Try some with the broth," Li Xuantong said.
