When Wen Ruoshui came over, the dining table was full of vegetables. A few of the dishes were personally cooked by Yan Yuanfei.
Everyone knew that he had made that dish, so they all persuaded Wen Ruoshui to eat it. Even Ling Sheng kept putting food into her bowl and said with a smile, "This is made of black truffle. Doesn't it taste very fresh?"
"Sheng Sheng, did you cook these dishes?" Wen Ruoshui looked at the bowl full of vegetables and asked her.
Ling Sheng was shameless. She hummed in agreement; she couldn't say that Second Uncle had cooked it. "Auntie Wen, if you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future."
Wen Ruoshui looked at the others present and said with a smile, "Didn't you guys taste anything special about these few dishes?"
"What's so special about them?" Jun Shiyan replied when he saw that no one else was talking.
Wen Ruoshui smiled. "It smells like Second Brother."
