At Guangxi Garden.
Once inside, the crowd was drawn to various attractions: captivating paintings, colorful stalls, diverse foods, intricate lanterns, and vibrant cloth-based calligraphy and art. The whole garden buzzed with excitement and noise.
Along the lakeshore, display stands circled the area, creating an exhibition-like atmosphere filled with paintings.
"These paintings are incredibly cute."
"I've never seen such a style before. The artist is quite talented."
"Who else could organize a food festival like this but someone truly capable?"
At this moment, a few people surrounded a painting with many shoes and commented. They looked like they had learned a lot today.
In front of Chu Qingzhi's stall.
A young girl eagerly pointed at a sandwich, asking, "Auntie, what's this?"
Li Qingyu, unfamiliar with selling, replied nervously, "It's a type of breakfast. Would you like to try it?"
