"Try this fish, the flavor is actually quite good."
Qiao Si paid no attention to his foolish niece but instead served a piece of fish into Ye Xiao's bowl.
Ye Xiao, eyeing the presentable fish, reluctantly moved her hand from Qiao Si's waist and picked up her chopsticks.
"What is this, it tastes awful."
After just a light bite, Ye Xiao put down her chopsticks.
"Ye Xiao, what are you talking about, what tastes awful, it's clearly delicious, this 'Dragon Soaring in the Sky' is a signature dish of Dragon Kitchen."
Qiao Xuanxuan mumbled indistinctly, her mouth as stuffed as a hamster's.
Dragon Kitchen is the empire's finest national cuisine chef, even those Tonggu Families are vying for them; how could it be deemed terrible by Ye Xiao?
"To dare call a lousy carp a dragon, what third-rate chef is insulting the dragon."
Ye Xiao had tasted dragon meat thousands of years ago, and although it wasn't anything to write home about, it certainly wasn't comparable to some lousy carp.
