Since they wanted to avoid Luo Zijun, they chose a new spot for this lunch outing; overall, they ate to their hearts' content.
"Eating Sichuan cuisine in the heat of summer is really quite satisfying, and thank goodness for air conditioning."
"No wonder this place is so popular."
Gong Ruini observed how everyone said they wouldn't eat much spicy food, but as they ate, they quickly devoured everything, signaling to Gong Ruini that this restaurant was bound to thrive.
The transformation of her uncle's career was indeed executed remarkably well; it was a success.
As a Sichuan girl, Qiao Yanran had adapted quite well to studying and living in Beijing, though she was only ever dissatisfied with the food.
If she hadn't always brought a load of spicy sauces to Beijing every semester, Gong Ruini would worry whether she could adapt to life there.
"So, how is it?" Asking a genuine Sichuan girl if Sichuan cuisine is to her taste is natural.
