Female lead: No, it's me again??

Feng Siyue was still dressed in simple black.

She picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of hot tea. "Drink this, it'll warm you up."

Xuan Li downed the cup in one gulp and pushed it towards her.

"Continued Cup."

Feng Siyue continued the process for her.

"Knock knock knock, ladies, the shop has prepared some food. If you are interested, you can come downstairs for a free meal."

The waiter's voice rang out politely from outside the door.

food?

Xuan Li's eyes lit up, and she stood up. "Okay, we'll come down right away!"

She grabbed Feng Siyue's hand, "Come on, let's see if there's anything good to eat!"

Downstairs, there was already a table occupied by five people.

"Xu Mo, when did you get back? You didn't even tell us!"

Luo Xiao patted Xu Mo on the shoulder.

"Exactly! How disloyal! He went to the Desolate Flame Thunder Continent all by himself and didn't even take us with him!"

Zhao Xiaoqi rested her chin on her hand, pretending to complain, but her eyes were fixed on the waiter serving the dishes.

But as he stared at it for a while, he noticed something was wrong. "Hey, Uncle He, there are only one of us at the table, why did you serve two dishes?"

The young man serving the dishes smiled and said, "Because we have two more guests at our inn today."

This waiter's surname is He.

"besides?"

"There are actually people as stupid as us?"

Zhao Xiaoqi realized what was happening and quickly shut her mouth.

Just then, a series of tapping sounds came from behind. Zhao Xiaoqi looked over and was slightly stunned.

This is the guest that Uncle He was talking about.

They're all so beautiful.

Xuan Li rushed downstairs in a flurry of activity and, guided by Uncle He, sat down at a table behind them.

After sitting down, she saw that Feng Siyue was still a few steps away and couldn't help but urge her, "Chu Han, hurry up!"

"coming."

After the two sat down, Uncle He served them all the dishes before preparing to bring out the last dish for Xu Mo and the others.

On the table for Feng Siyue and her companion were two dishes, a soup, and two bowls of rice.

Xuan Li couldn't wait to pick up a piece of meat that looked delicious and put it in her mouth.

The next second, her expression scrunched up like a steamed bun.

So sour!!!

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he vomited everything up and stretched out a hand towards Uncle He.

"Waiter, water..."

Uncle He hurriedly handed her a glass of water, asking with concern, "Young lady, are you alright?"

Xuan Li gasped for breath and asked, "Waiter, is your meat spoiled? It's so sour!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Siyue picked up a piece of meat, took a bite, and then frowned and spat it out.

The waiter calmly explained, "It's like this, gentlemen. This meat is made from the back of a third-tier Changling tiger, which is cured with acid and has the effect of dispelling dampness and cold."

Feng Siyue understood immediately; it seemed the old man at the door had given the order, which was quite thoughtful.

"But this is way too sour!"

Xuan Li frowned, gently covering her right cheek; the soreness made her teeth ache.

"Although the sourness is sour, the effect is excellent. Combined with the chewy texture of the Changling tiger meat, it is quite suitable for rainy days like this."

After some explanation, Xuan Li reluctantly accepted it, "Okay, you go ahead and get back to work."

She drank another large glass of water, which finally helped her suppress the sour taste.

If we can't eat the meat, surely the vegetables won't turn sour?

The moment it enters your mouth.

Xuan Li: "......"

The sour taste in her mouth almost made her crush the chopsticks in her hand!

She's going to be angry!

Xuan Li spat it out and slammed his chopsticks on the table, drawing everyone's attention.

"Stop right there. We're here to stay. I don't expect the food you prepare to be super delicious, but it can't be sour and spoiled, can it?"

"Try it yourself, your vegetables taste rotten!"

She's really angry! Why is everything going wrong today?!

After speaking, she took a big gulp of water to rinse her mouth, then spat it into the teacup.

He opened his purse again, took out a sugar pill, and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste of the Ice Spirit Fruit spread in his mouth, which made Xuan Li feel better.

The old man reading outside the door suddenly paused.

Zhao Xiaoqi held back for a long time, but finally slammed her hand on the table and stood up, shouting, "Enough!"

She turned around, her face full of displeasure. "You're lucky to have anything to eat! And you're being picky?"

"The reason you think it tastes bad is because it contains bitter water, a kind of bitter water that is priceless and nourishing!"

"Why are you taking your anger out on Uncle He?"

This person is not only ignorant, but couldn't they at least ask questions before getting angry?

Feng Siyue sat in the chair and saw someone retorting to Ali, their gaze meeting hers.

"This food was provided by the inn. Why can't we raise questions if there's a problem? Why serve it if we know it's sour and rancid?"

She had seen the Bitter Water in her predecessor's alchemical book; it was made by soaking the corpse of the Bitter Water Insect in cold water with Qi Ye Grass for seven days and seven nights.

It can nourish and purify a cultivator's spiritual roots, but the taste is truly indescribable.

The bitter-cold insect prefers cold and dislikes dampness. It is a relatively uncommon fourth-order spirit insect and is extremely difficult to catch.

"If you're too ignorant to tell the difference, whose fault is that?"

Zhao Xiaoqi crossed his arms, tilted his head, and chuckled.

Luo Xiao tugged at her, telling her to stop talking.

"Whose fault is it? Did I ask them to think of me? We paid for the hotel, they served us terrible food, and I'm supposed to thank them for caring about my health?"

Is she some kind of masochist?

"And what business is it of yours how I talk to him?"