After the interlude.
Phoenix Building was bustling with activity.
All the private rooms were filled to capacity.
Even the hall, which was initially meant to be spare, had dozens of tables added.
The service staff bustled about, a hive of frenetic energy.
The large pots in the kitchen were spitting flames.
Even Xu Dakang, the executive chef who rarely got his hands dirty, had personally pitched in.
As dish after dish was served to the tables.
Here, Li Qiqi had already lifted the lid off the large pot.
"The soup's ready, serve the soup!"
Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Qiqi had finally completed her mission.
As the lid was lifted off the pot, a unique fragrance instantly silenced the bustling kitchen.
Everyone, including Xu Dakang, couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This scent was unprecedented.
"Chef Qiqi, what exactly is this soup?"
Xu Dakang put down his ladle and approached the large pot.
Gazing at the green soup in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow.