With a calm mind, Xiaomai earnestly explained how to make the glutinous rice cake.
She knew what the Grandpa Emperor was really asking, but she could not disclose the secret about the Spiritual Spring water.
All she could do was attribute everything to her cooking skills.
It was her excellent cooking skills that enabled her to make such uniquely fragrant dishes!
Yang Ye, standing next to them, reassured, "Grandpa Emperor, there is nothing special about her method, but her dishes are so extraordinary tasty. Try this fish head tofu soup; it's delicious."
Yang Wenxiao nodded, put down his chopsticks, and picked up a small bowl.
Once again, a unique fragrance hit his nostrils, and he took a sip gently with the spoon.
The soup was both fragrant and fresh.
Beneath these two flavors hid a familiar aroma, very light, but impossible to ignore.
