Although Jiang Qiuqiu kept saying it would be flavorful, many people still expressed their doubts.
They thought Jiang Qiuqiu was just kidding.
She had just taken the radish strips she'd pickled last week out of the refrigerator when she saw everyone's doubts, and an idea suddenly struck her.
Several transparent containers of radishes appeared before everyone.
Because they had been stored for a while, the radishes, once white as jade, had taken on a faint yellow hue. Through the sealed glass, no one could smell them, making it difficult to guess what they would taste like.
"I was originally going to have everyone try my pickled radishes~"
"But I see there's a lot of debate about radishes. Does everyone really think they'll be bland? In that case, why don't you try making them yourselves?"
Jiang Qiuqiu blinked. "There are many things you have to try for yourself to realize how wonderful they are."
"Because in the future, I'll be teaching you how to make lots of 'time foods'!"
