Having skillfully swished the slices of meat, Wang Yizhi had already mixed another bowl of condiments for her. Chu Yu dipped a piece into it and popped it in her mouth. The tender slice curled in the boiling soup, coated with a thin layer of the mix. Once bitten, the soft meat parted, and its fragrance spread on the tip of her tongue, complemented by the sauce that was subtly spicy with a slight hint of sweet and sour from the vinegar.
After eating a slice of meat, Chu Yu was about to reach for more when she suddenly saw Wang Yizhi mixing another bowl of condiments for Rong Zhi. She hurriedly reached out to intercept it and, getting up, stuffed it into Tian Rujing's hands, who was standing a few steps away, "Tian Rujing, this bowl is for you, come join us."
