The square table was laden with dishes and soup.
The bluish-white porcelain tableware exquisitely matched the white granite table.
It was such a waste of these porcelain plates' beauty, however, to hold the dishes Pei Ge had cooked, as they were just too homely.
A set of more presentable and savory cuisines would have complemented the porcelain plates' color better.
The dishes on the table had yet to be sampled. While they smelled nice, their 'color' was somewhat bland.
Ji Ziming eyed the dishes and soup on the table with an arched brow. They looked good, but they were honestly plain.
"Well? Looks delicious, right?" Pei Ge was obviously satisfied with the dishes and soup she had cooked. She even snuck a taste after cooking them and found them to be very delicious.
She felt that this meal was her best attempt at cooking ever!
This was especially true for the bowl of fish soup; it was flavorful and delicious beyond description.
