98 Phoenix-Tail Prawns and Clear Broth Noodle Soup, Continuation

Wisps of steam curled upwards above the plate. Zhao Yingjun stirred the noodles a bit with his chopsticks. Bursts of delicate fragrances flowed to his nose, stimulating his appetite immensely. Of course, he was still just as conflicted as before, as he didn’t really like noodles.

Looking around him, he found that everybody else was enjoying their meals happily.

Zhao Yingjun looked at the empty plate with only the flower garnishes left and heaved a sigh: “Ai.”

“Boss Yuan, the serving of prawns is much too little, only 8. At the very least, it shouldn’t be less than 20.” looking at Yuan Zhou at the side, he complained.

“The flowers are edible.” Yuan Zhou directly ignored his complaint and pointed at the decorative radish flowers.

“How are they supposed to be eaten? Aren’t they uncooked?” Zhao Yingjun said questioningly.

“There’s sauce on the plate. Just dip them in the sauce and eat.” Yuan Zhou reminded.