"Liu, where did you find this chef?"
After setting down her wine glass, Miao Xian'er muttered a comment.
"What's wrong, Miss Xian'er, doesn't it suit your taste?"
Liu Yupan asked, feigning confusion.
In fact, he had put a lot of thought into tonight's dishes, not only using a generous amount of hot and Sichuan peppercorns but also making them saltier than a typical dish. However, there had to be a balance — too spicy, too numbing, or too salty would seem overly deliberate.
The purpose was to make Miao Xian'er and Ghost Granny drink more alcohol and water.
Indeed, after Ghost Granny took a bite of the food, she also picked up her cup and took a sip of water.
"The flavor is quite good, just a bit salty."
Miao Xian'er, a Miaojiang native, had no problem with the spiciness and numbing sensation, but the saltiness was clearly not well-controlled.
"Ah... I apologize, Miss Xian'er, I might have a heavier taste usually. Let me have the chef make it again!"