"This chicken roll is done quite well."
Randomly sitting on the soft grass in the jungle, Qin Lang picked up a delicacy that looked somewhat like a hand-held pancake. After taking a few bites, he nodded with satisfaction.
The diced chicken filled every part of the roll, creating a delightfully satisfying blend. The slightly crispy texture of the roll, coupled with the juicy chicken inside, provided an unparalleled sensation of satisfaction with every bite.
"Try this one?" The dish prepared by Shen Qian received Qin Lang's approval, putting her in an even better mood. She handed over another dish she had prepared with a beaming smile, "Thousand-layer Honey Cake."
"Dessert?" Qin Lang picked up a piece, took a bite, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "I didn't expect you to be skilled at desserts."
