Therefore, this so-called 'spirit replenishing and Qi transforming soup' made Ling Chuxi feel nauseated, but the others drank it with relish. As they drank, they were full of praise: "Good soup, good soup. Only the city amongst the clouds can drink such a good soup with such a rich taste, thick color, and good fragrance.“
"Blargh ..." Ling Chuxi was still able to hold it in, but Ling Yixin and the others could not help but throw up. They were not disgusted by the soup, but by this sentence.
"Sister Chuxi, why don't we go back and roast some meat?" Ling Yixin looked at Ling Chuxi pitifully.
Ever since they had tried Ling Chuxi's barbeque skills, they no longer had any interest in eating anything. They always felt that something was missing, not to mention the large basin of "hot-pot water" in front of them.