Xiao Wenwen sniffed and felt the delicious aroma. The appetite in her stomach was instantly stimulated.
She slowly walked to the table and glanced at it, seeing six bowls of noodles with scallion segments floating on top, the soup clear and light in color. She didn't know if it was because she was so hungry that the noodles seemed extremely tempting.
In the middle lay two plates of wild vegetables, the color bright and fresh, picked by Ming Jing in the morning - Immortal Crane Grass and Ferns.
Han Ying walked in from outside the door, "What are you all waiting for? Let's eat!"
Zhao Xinrong coughed and asked, "Where are Ming Jing and Qu Feitai?"
At that moment, Ming Jing entered through the curtain, dressed in white, spotlessly clean. Everyone's gaze involuntarily changed when they looked at her.
How could someone who cooked not have greasy skin and be dripping with sweat? Only she was so clean and refreshing.
