The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

I feel that compared to eating out, it is much more economical to go to the seafood market to buy vegetables and cook them yourself.

Most of the condiments are basically always available in the villa, so there is no need to purchase too many things other than the ingredients.

But after all, they were out for fun, so they had to try the local specialties. Li Jing thought so in her mind, and thinking that she had enough funds, she did not express her concerns.

When going out to play, you still have to spend every day happily with everyone, just do your own part and don't cause too much trouble to everyone. This is also her simplest idea as an agent.

She is just that kind of person. Even when it comes to things at home, she takes care of them all, big or small, and basically never lets Wen Chen worry too much.

We went to eat ginseng chicken soup in the evening. To be honest, despite how much they were looking forward to it, the taste was just so-so when it entered our mouths. In fact, it had a slightly bitter taste compared to the ordinary fresh chicken soup cooked in China, and it didn't have the texture of chicken at all.

Seeing the people around them slurping the sweet drink, they found it quite unbelievable. Their big pupils showed the same obvious shock.

That's it?

Song Chuyi rummaged through the bowl with a spoon, picking out one unknown Chinese medicinal herb after another. His pretty face wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and he couldn't help muttering.

“I guess this is the reason why it tastes bitter. I feel like the chicken has been cooked for too long. The meat doesn’t taste as tender as chicken at all. Instead, it feels like it’s overcooked and woody.

Not to mention that it has a bit of bitterness from Chinese medicine. It feels like eating something similar to a medicinal diet instead of chicken soup.”

Song Chuyi, who had never been picky about food, didn't know at this moment whether it was because she had eaten too much at noon, or because the ginseng chicken soup was completely different from what she expected, or perhaps because it tasted too bland, she obviously had no appetite.

Qian Xihe lowered her head and gulped down a pot of soup. She smacked her lips to savor the taste, as if she sensed the people around her slowly slowing down their appetite. She raised her head and observed everyone with an innocent look in her clear eyes. She swallowed the food in her mouth before asking.

"Not tasty? I think it's OK."

Probably due to her many years of experience as a doctor here, she had long been accustomed to the local food. She did not find it unpalatable at all. Instead, she felt that it tasted almost the same as usual. She had long forgotten how delicious the food at home was.

"Oh, child! I really wronged you!"

Song Chuyi, who was obviously the youngest, embraced Qian Xihe in a rather exaggerated manner, and the head that was obviously a head shorter than Qian Xihe was held tightly in her petite body. If Qian Xihe had not bent down subconsciously to cooperate, she would not have been able to complete this action smoothly.

"Believe me, this is really not delicious."

Song Chuyi's words were very confident, and his tone was full of earnestness in seeking hope.

"No big deal, at most we can go buy some groceries and I'll make you a full banquet!"

Song Chuyi looked at Qian Xihe's blinking eyes, wondering what was going on in her little head. She actually boasted directly in front of Qian Xihe without even thinking about her own half-baked cooking skills.

Despite the hardships of time, it seems to be okay on the surface, as it is not enough to kill people.