Extreme Flavor House.
Bei Lingsu, with a stern face, requested a private room upstairs and then ordered a table full of signature dishes.
At this time, Extreme Flavor House hadn't begun its business hours yet, but given Bei Lingsu's special identity, Shopkeeper Hong immediately instructed the chef to start preparing her meal.
A charcoal brazier kept the private room warm, and it even featured paintings. Bei Yun, hands clasped behind his back, inspected each painting on the walls of the room before sitting down at the table. He began with a smile, "The Extreme Flavor House in Capital City indeed lives up to its reputation, even the paintings hanging on the walls are works of masters."As he spoke, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Bei Lingsu, and then one for himself. He brought the cup to his nose and took a sniff, praising, "Excellent tea."
Bei Lingsu lifted her teacup and drank it down in one gulp, not tasting the flavor of the tea at all.
