As Xia Anni was dining, her manager watched her expressions and movements intently, checking how she was doing while eating, and whether she showed any signs of retching.
Seeing Xia Anni finish the chicken, the manager's eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out to push the particularly exquisite and beautiful papaya cup in front of Xia Anni.
Though the papaya had been thoroughly cleaned inside and out during carving, its color and aroma were too unique.
Especially with the warm papaya soup inside, the unique flavor was particularly rich.
Xia Anni glanced at the papaya cup, first attracted by the delicate carvings on it, then noticing the clear soup inside the cup.
"Is this for drinking? Do you eat the papaya cup as well?"
Fu Yu smiled and explained, "This medicinal dish is vinegar ginger papaya; you just need to drink the soup inside. The papaya cup is for decoration."
Xia Anni couldn't help but remark, "Chef Fu, you really put your heart into making this medicinal dish."
