Lin Xu knew very well. His dish had definitely been overinterpreted by the renowned calligrapher again. Although the feeling of being misunderstood by a celebrity was quite nice, it was, after all, a misunderstanding. It was better to clarify things to prevent people from calligraphy or cultural circles from knocking on his door for a challenge in a couple of days.
He said with a smile, "There was no special arrangement for today's meal. Just enjoy your food and drinks."
Although the others were somewhat surprised, they didn't think of it as a misunderstanding. After all, one was a long-established great calligrapher, and the other a genius chef. The two had always treated each other as equals, so it was quite normal for them to engage in witty banter.
Only Geng Lele watched her grandfather with a knowing smile, afraid the old man would impulsively drag Brother Xu off to behead a chicken and burn yellow paper to become sworn brothers. Fortunately, that scene didn't occur.
