At this point, it was already nearing noontime. The sun was shining overhead, fragrant scent wafting in the surroundings, the hunger in their bellies couldn't help but stir.
With a leap, Yang Ye landed on the high platform.
Even though he was standing in the middle of the two stoves, his gaze was always locked on Qiao Xiaomai's side from the corner of his eyes.
When he was sitting down earlier, he could only smell the aroma, but he couldn't see what Qiao Xiaomai was doing, which was killing him with curiosity!
"The dishes are prepared by both young ladies, come on, let's introduce what's been made," he said and looked at Qiao Xiaomai, "Miss Qiao, you go first."
Qiao Xiaomai answered and announced the name of the dishes she had cooked.
Upon hearing this, Yang Ye gently sniffed subconsciously. Braised Pork, Pickled Cabbage, Fish and Pig's Feet Soup, and cucumbers were nothing extraordinary, what intrigued him were the Sweet and Sour Pork and that cake.
