After leaving the Wangjing Spirit Chef Association, Tu Suxuan suggested celebrating a bit with Prince Yuan.
"But it's already getting late."
Ye Lingyue looked at the sky.
"The Hao Tian Festival is happening in a few days, and it's not easy for the three of us to gather. Carpe diem, I know the second house has a few jars of good wine. Let's go and drink them dry today."
Tu Suxuan waved his hand.
Good wine?
Xing Lin's heart stirred at those words.
Over at Chu's Restaurant, Ma Jingtian kept complaining about not having decent spiritual wine.
Despite Xing Lin having Spiritual Delicacies in hand and some modern recipes in mind, she's never really researched wine.
Fuzhou's wines are famous, far surpassing Longteng's. Maybe she could sample some of the fine wines here. With her current comprehension of spiritual cuisine, perhaps she could create new drink menus for Chu's Restaurant and Taoyao Pavilion when she returns to Purple Cloud City.
