Just then, Dingxiang excitedly pushed open the door and entered. Upon hearing the last half of her sentence, she exclaimed with joy.
What do you want to eat?
Song Xibai sat up abruptly.
"Would you like to come with me to try the dishes later?"
Dingxiang agreed without hesitation.
So, in the afternoon, Song Xibai took Dingxiang to the small kitchen again.
Grandpa Lai had already prepared four dishes, and Song Xibai tasted one of them in turn.
The boiled cabbage in clear broth was a bit bland, and the boiled beef was too spicy... The lotus pond moonlight was alright, but there were no snow peas, so my father-in-law carved a lotus leaf out of a cucumber, which could barely be considered a "lotus".
The only dish that satisfied Song Xibai was the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, which was perfectly balanced between sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
Song Xibai took a few bites and then put down his chopsticks, pointing to a few dishes and giving his comments.
The father-in-law wasn't annoyed at all; he carefully noted it down and planned to try it again that evening.
After Song Xibai finished speaking, he drank the tea that Fu Liu handed him and was about to ask Dingxiang for her opinion when he turned his head and found Dingxiang sitting at the table, eating quickly.
"Mmm... This is so delicious! No wonder it's made by the imperial chefs in the palace. Nothing outside can compare."
Song Xibai couldn't help but rub his forehead.
"Didn't you just have lunch? How can you still eat? If you keep eating like this, you'll get a belly."
Dingxiang doesn't care at all!
"I'm not going to get married or have children, so what if I gain a little weight? Such delicious food, it would be a waste not to finish it, wouldn't it? Don't let the chef's hard work go to waste!"
Grandpa Lai was laughing so hard his eyes were practically slits.
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