"Just let the chef handle the arrangements. Miss Fu probably hasn't eaten much lately, so the ginseng shouldn't have been used yet. I brought a chicken—ginseng chicken soup is really nourishing. Also brought some red dates, you can't buy them outside."
Of course, the ginseng chicken soup was immediately arranged, and the rest of the dishes were left up to the chef's creativity. But He Yiran brought so many ingredients, it looked like they'd be eating for two or three days.
The group couldn't just sit around doing nothing after arriving, so Jin Zhan picked up the tea leaves on the table, glanced at them, and asked, "How much does this tea cost? It's from Xiyuan too, so I'm guessing it isn't cheap."
"These two are part of the earliest batch of Xiyuan teas—Taiping Houkui Tea is one million a pack, Dahongpao is eight million a pack."
No matter how prepared he was for the price, Jin Zhan didn't expect it to be quite so expensive. He asked, "Do you sell these directly in the store?"
