"My name is Han Feifei, and I come from Capital City. I've already tried the Curry Crab from this stall. It was a bit disappointing, so I don't want my fellow countrymen to be fooled," Han Feifei said, wrinkling her nose and glancing sidelong at the stall owner.
"Is it really that bad?" Luofeng was somewhat incredulous.
"Of course. There's this indescribable plastic taste, and the texture isn't particularly good either. As for the crab roe, it was beyond words—let's just say my money was wasted," Han Feifei said with a scoff, not wanting to make too many complaints.
"So, you had a food fail?" Luofeng couldn't help but smile.
"Absolutely! Curry Crab, they said? Cooked with curry sauce? It turns out their 'Curry Crab' is just some kind of brown crab. How can they even call that Curry Crab?"
"I see. So, there are dishonest vendors abroad too," Luofeng remarked, then asked, "Miss, do you have any good recommendations?"
