Helian Chen took a taste, and in the blink of an eye, his bowl was empty.
He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the various dishes, each one seeming to him like the most delicious food in the world.
As the saying goes, one shouldn't talk while eating, and the meal was indeed exceptionally quiet.
Xiliu Yuan believed that Xi Yan had countless culinary delights, but they still paled in comparison to the dishes before him. 'The concubine in the General's residence is truly remarkable,' he thought. 'Her culinary skills surpass even those of the Imperial Chefs.'
Xiliu Yuan, who normally had a small appetite, ate double his usual amount today.
Mo Geluo was the most boorish of the group. The plates in front of him were practically licked clean, and most of the pot of soup had also found its way into his stomach.
Peony's heart ached watching him. 'An entire pot of good soup, all gone down an ox's gullet, and my little Pangtuan has barely had any.'
