But there was nothing he could do. After all, this was the standard for a state banquet. Every dish was exquisite, but the portions were also extremely small.
It seemed only this could accentuate the prestige of the dishes.
And only this could accentuate the high status of those who came to eat them.
That's just how modern society was; it seemed this was the only way to display one's identity and status.
"Alright, alright. Just leave the dishes here. We can serve ourselves."
Brother Xiaoma could tell Fang Chenyi wasn't fond of such occasions, so he waved his hand, had the servers put down the dishes, and dismissed them.
After the servers withdrew, Brother Xiaoma personally began to introduce the dishes to Fang Chenyi:
"Come, come, little brother, try this. This is their signature dish, Chrysanthemum Tofu! It's one of the more famous state banquet dishes, and their version is simply peerless."
