'It's true what they say, food tastes a lot better when it's being prepared specifically for you.'
She uncovered the soup container and swiftly sampled a spoonful of the broth.
"Mmhmm…" Li Meiong cried out as she savoured the dish, it was sweet and rich with flavour. Several red dates, wolfberries, and ginseng slices topped with dried longan floated on the surface of the bowl. A few clumps of unmelted rock sugar were evidently mixed in.
"Isn't this a bird's nest soup?" She asked, amazed.
"I suppose so?" Bai Qingyue didn't really know much about food. He was a god and barely ate at all.
In modern times, it wasn't so uncommon to eat this dish, however in ancient times, the bird's nest soup was considered a delicacy reserved for the wealthy.
'Then again, Zhu Qingyue is the Grandmaster's son, he could probably afford it…'
"Do you think he made it himself?" Li Meirong asked after enjoying a few more mouthfuls.
