She paused, then said, "It's very fragrant."
Du Changqing had been watching her closely and, seeing her praise the dish, proudly boasted, "Nonsense, the stuff made at home is, of course, better than whatever they cook up at the Medical Officer Institute. I've always said, not everything is available in the Imperial City!"
Ah Cheng pursed his lips and, with a gesture of disbelief, poured a bowl of green plum soup and pushed it in front of Lu Tong, then looked up curiously and asked, "Doctor Lu, tell us what the Hanlin Medical Institute is like. Are the beds there comfortable? What do you all eat every day? What kind of incense do the officials use? And are there any entertaining stories to hear?"
Du Changqing slapped him on the head, "All you think about is fun!"
Ah Cheng covered his head and glared at him, "Owner, Uncle Miao said hitting someone on the head will stunt their growth!"
