The kitchen sent over bone broth, and the cook looked at Yan Qing and Ling Hua curiously. She saw the two sitting side by side, each holding a roasted sweet potato in their hands, thoroughly enjoying their delicious meal. The cook found it very surprising.
After returning to the kitchen, the cook said to the others, "Our Helmsman and young Marquis are nothing like those young masters and mistresses from lofty households. The Helmsman needs no mention; in these three years, I've never seen her fuss over food. She eats the same coarse and mixed grains as we do, without ever turning up her nose. But to think that the young Marquis, who is so exalted and noble, would also eat the simple grains that fill the bellies of common folks."
Someone asked curiously, "Young Master Yun Luo came to the kitchen looking for sweet potatoes, saying the young Marquis wanted to roast and eat them. Is that all they are having for dinner, roasted sweet potatoes?"
