Wu Qianqian was even more depressed.
But she couldn't bring herself to say anything nice again, and at this moment, she furiously picked up another piece of food with her chopsticks:
"So what if it's not for sale? I'll eat three bowls tonight, just to make you feel sorry!"
Song Tan genuinely sighed, "Really? That is quite painful!"
Everyone: ...
Somehow, it seemed as if their spirits were lifted quite a bit.
But then Song Tan became enthusiastic again, "Come on, try this beef with green pepper sauce. It goes well with rice, noodles, or buns—it's top-notch!"
"And this pickled long beans, you all had it at noon, right? There's no way there's anything tastier than mine in the world!"
"Also, this dried string beans... stewed with meat, the taste is unparalleled!"
"And this eggplant—ah no, the eggplant isn't enough to sell, just have a taste to get the idea."
What do you mean not enough to sell?