Chapter 2175: Not Full

Ye Qingqing found it funny, but although Li Wuming's words were exaggerated, they made sense. No wonder everyone on the street, young or old, was slim and walked lightly, unlike in China, where there are more and more fat people in recent years due to better living conditions.

Even Gu Nianci, who was so slim, gained a few pounds after returning to the Sang family, but she controlled herself well. She ate less when she was getting fat, and joined the model team. She consumed a lot of calories in daily training, but her figure was still very slim.

But there are definitely several times more fat people in China than here. Fat people can be seen everywhere on the street, unlike here where there are only a few fat people and it is difficult to find one or two.

"Japanese food is famous for its health. The average life expectancy here ranks among the top in the world, much higher than our country." Sang Wanhua said.

Ye Qingqing agreed, "This is a fact. The diet of wo people is indeed healthy, but I still can't get used to it."

She would get depression if she ate such bland food every day. Even if she could live a few more years, it would be better to eat delicious food and enjoy life happily!

Moreover, as long as you don't eat foods with high sugar, meat, salt and oil content, and maintain a happy mood and a reasonable and healthy lifestyle, you will definitely live a long life.

"The miso soup is here. I've been thinking about the miso soup for a long time."

The waiter brought a bowl of soup, which was served in a white porcelain bowl. There was dark brown soup and flocculent sediment inside, and it was steaming hot. This was the famous miso soup.

Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched. She was not too expecting it. Ding Ba had said before that this miso soup was as unpalatable as pot washing water. Although she and Ding Ba had different views on the three aspects, they were quite compatible in eating.

The main thing was that the appearance of this soup now did not look much different from pot washing water.

She really had no expectations for the taste.

Gu Nianci couldn't wait to drink a mouthful, then immediately frowned, swallowed it with difficulty, and muttered softly, "Isn't this just the water for washing the pot? Seaweed and egg soup tastes better than this."

"Puff"

Ye Qingqing couldn't help laughing. She decided not to drink this bowl of soup. Even Gu Nianci said it was unpalatable, which showed that the taste of this soup was definitely not suitable for her stomach.

After a meal, there were a lot of plates and dishes, but everyone felt like they hadn't eaten anything. Their stomachs were empty. Only Sang Wanhua was very satisfied. Her face was rosy and she kept saying it was delicious.

"Hungry, not full."

Wu Chen touched her stomach and cried. This meal made her feel uncomfortable.

Others felt the same way. The soup was bland. It would be strange if they could be full.

"Go out and find a restaurant opened by our compatriots. Let's not eat Japanese food, just Chinese food." The old lady decided decisively.

After eating, our great Chinese food is still better. The food here is fancy and looks good, but it doesn't taste good.

They were lucky. Not far from the hotel, there was a Chinese restaurant opened by a Wandao person. Although the taste of the dishes had improved a bit, it was already rare. However, the portions were really small.

The plates were small, the tables were small, and the house was even smaller. Their whole family filled up the restaurant. They had to share tables, otherwise there would be no room. There were no round tables here, only small square tables that could only seat four people at most.

"What a sin! This plate is not much bigger than the saucer we use to dip in water at home, and it's so expensive. We came out to pay for it." Gu Nianci took a few bites and suddenly sighed.

The old lady said angrily, "We came out to broaden our horizons, not just to eat. You are just short-sighted."