Everyone else went over with looks of curiosity because everyone had also felt the same anticipation that Zhao Fu had felt. The plate of julienned radishes looked incredibly delicious, yet Zhao Fu had spat out a mouthful after trying it.
Some of the waitresses walked over and also tried a mouthful each before they all spat out the radishes. Huo Qing felt awkward to the point of death, and he could only stand there and sigh to himself.
Afterwards, Zhao Fu tried the other dishes. Most of them were quite good, and the final dish he tried was also a plate of julienned radishes. They looked quite similar to Huo Qing’s and were presented quite well as well. After his last horrible experience, Zhao Fu felt quite wary, but in order to be fair, he still tried it.