So 15 minutes later, they were already standing in front of what was purported to be the best local eatery. The sign here wasn't the largest, nor was the facade the most ornate; even the walls inside the dining hall were somewhat shabby. However, the place was indeed packed with diners, most of them eating so heartily that they were sweating profusely.
They just managed to snag the last private dining room. The view here was actually quite nice—a breeze traveled through the hall, bringing with it a gentle coolness, and outside the window was a clear pond with lotus flowers as large as bowls in full, vibrant bloom.
No sooner had they taken their seats than Ning Xiaoxian said to the clerk, "Bring us one of each of your specialty dishes to start with."
The clerk blinked, thinking he had heard wrong: "Miss, we have over twenty signature dishes here."
