Just as Liu Ruyan was lost in thought, a young couple walked past, carrying a picnic basket and chatting and laughing.
She heard the young man say, "Babe, why did you insist on coming all this way? The scenery here looks pretty much the same as that camping park back in Jing City!"
The young woman immediately rolled her eyes at him, her tone smug and dismissive.
"What do you know? The ingredients in the food at the Farmhouse Courtyard here are even better than those used at state banquets! Tang Renjie, that top food blogger, said so himself! Just look at how the customers eat on his livestream. Every one of them acts like they've been starving for lifetimes!"
The young man curled his lips, looking unconvinced.
"Better than state-banquet ingredients? How is that possible? It's probably just marketing, isn't it?"
"Oh, get out of here!" His doubts annoyed her. "I've followed Tang Renjie for years, and he's got a vicious tongue! Whether it's Black Pearl or Michelin, he'll say exactly what's good and what's bad. Why would he do marketing for some farmhouse restaurant in the middle of nowhere? You're overthinking it!"
The young man still had his doubts. "It just sounds a little exaggerated."
"It really isn't!" To prove she wasn't making it up, the young woman lowered her voice conspiratorially. "Listen, my cousin came here last weekend. Do you know how she described it afterward?"
His curiosity was piqued. "What did she say?"
A mischievous smile appeared on her face as she enunciated each word. "She said, how delicious is the food at the Farmhouse Courtyard? So good that even someone with anorexia probably couldn't resist!"
"Whoa! Seriously? Then we've got to try it at lunchtime!"
The couple gradually walked out of earshot.
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