"Wow, breakfast sure is lavish today."
Li Sanjiang sat at his place, holding chopsticks, looking at the array of small dishes and bowls in front of him, momentarily unsure of which to grab first.
Aunt Liu laughed and said, "Linlin is quite skilled, so I asked her to make a few more things for everyone to try."
The happiest this morning was Aunt Liu, who had waited long enough for a mule to finally be assigned to her kitchen.
Previously, Yin Meng was rolling her eyes to the sky like white clouds, but now she's happily eating the saucy meat bun.
Aunt Liu's cooking skills are undeniable, but to cater to the elderly's tastes, her flavors are always mild, whereas Yin Meng prefers strong flavors.
Based on the principle of being able to praise when needed, Yin Meng said to Chen Lin sitting opposite her:
"Tasty, really good flavor."
Chen Lin replied, "Today was rushed, couldn't prepare properly, tomorrow I can prepare two baskets for you separately, with more chili."
