A certain boss had no mind to savor the mellow fragrance of the tea. To him, it was much the same as coffee—so long as it tasted good, that was enough. Why were there so many Rules?
Of course, he would not meddle in how others did things either. It was enough to do whatever made himself comfortable.
The chilled tea entered his mouth, sweet and fragrant with flowers. It tasted wonderful.
Good was good. Luo Chuan's assessment was simple. Mainly because all his energy was currently being spent on filming the movie, leaving him with no interest in savoring it in detail.
Gulp, gulp, gulp...
Cool and thirst-quenching, it seemed to restore much of his mental vigor as well.
Thus, aside from filling one's stomach, food had many other important purposes.
"Well?" Yao Ziyan awaited Luo Chuan's assessment expectantly.
"Mhm, it tastes good."
"That's all?" Yao Ziyan looked a little disappointed.
"...The taste is clear and crisp, the floral fragrance distinctly layered. The sweetness of the honey does not clash with the faint sweetness naturally present in the flower tea; instead, they complement each other perfectly, with distinct layers. Because it is relatively cold, it lacks the usual richness of flower tea but gains a touch of refreshing brightness. There is also a faint fruity aroma, seemingly deliberately added during its preparation. The fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth, leaving an endless aftertaste."
"Boss has quite the talent for being a food connoisseur." Yao Ziyan smiled, the disappointment on her face swept away completely.
"Yeah. When I retire and stop being a boss, I'll become a food connoisseur." Luo Chuan said it casually.
He had no desire to conquer the world. Eating and drinking every day was more than enough.
"Um..." Yao Ziyan set down her cup and