The ball ended, and it was time to cut the cake.
The nine-tiered cake was just for decoration.
The real cake was one Qi Sheng had specially made himself.
Two swans, one black and one white, were playfully intertwined.
It was a five-tiered cake made entirely of dark chocolate, with a production cost of 500,000 yuan.
Every guest at the party got a piece.
They had been at the hotel since noon and hadn't eaten much all day. Everyone was starving.
After the cake, it was time for the final main course.
Two long rows of tables were laden with all sorts of exquisite dishes.
For those who couldn't handle Sichuan cuisine, there was also a selection of Cantonese dishes.
For Zong Lin's birthday, Qi Sheng had specially brought over Huang Zhihui, the head chef of the Hangzhou Yu Tu Restaurant.
He, along with Zhou Yang, was in charge of preparing the evening's banquet.
Both chefs possessed Master Level culinary skills in their respective fields, enhanced by the system's buffs.
