Yushu heard Mengyao complaining about the fish strips, and tried some herself. It was indeed a little sweet. She was on a diet! There was no way she could eat anything sweet, so the plate was pushed to Lin Yi.
He couldn’t possibly care any less if the fish was sour or sweet; meat was meat. Lin Yi hadn’t eaten the whole day, and he was starving as he got started on the dish.
It was good, much better than Widow Wang’s food stand. The taste, the ingredients, the color combinations… Everything was levels higher than what Widow Wang could make. Weren’t these two girls being too picky?
Meanwhile, Mengyao took a piece of boiled fish and put it in her mouth. Her face went red from how spicy it was, and she started to fan her burning lips with a hand. “Oh, it’s hot, it’s hot! Where’s the water?”
