Chapter 112: Can I Take a Photo with You?
"President Li, the first dish being served to everyone now is the fifteen-year aged huadiao Moutai drunk crab."
As the bell rang, Lisa, accompanied by the service staff, brought the first dish to each person and smiled as she explained, "This is made by steaming hairy crabs and then marinating them for forty-eight hours with fifteen-year aged huadiao, Moutai, and various spices."
As soon as she finished speaking, when the lid was opened, a fragrant aroma of wine wafted into everyone’s noses.
Li Weijun and Li Fuguo, who both enjoyed drinking, showed a flicker of surprise and curiosity on their faces.
Then, as a few people tasted, even those like Li Weijun who were accustomed to eating rapidly, learned to chew slowly and savor the dish in this carefully curated atmosphere.
Liu Mei, looking at the large white plate with just one crab on it, glanced at Li Jing, feeling that it wasn’t quite the luxurious feast she had imagined, and couldn’t help but whisper, "Son, does this count as a dish?"
"Did you think it would be like the big pot dishes from our banquets?"
Li Weijun glanced at Liu Mei and teased intentionally, "Eat slowly, that one bite cost you hundreds."
"That bite could buy my groceries for a week,"
Liu Mei muttered, then delicately tasted a bite, trying earnestly to discern the uniqueness of this dish.
However, aside from the wine flavor and a simple sweetness, she couldn’t find anything worth the extravagance of this dish priced at several hundred.
In fact, not just Liu Mei, even Li Weijun and Li Fuguo, who had made lighthearted comments themselves, weren’t particularly impressed after tasting the dish.