Gu Changsheng looked at the table full of dazzling dishes, a good twelve courses paired with two soup basins, all made quite exquisitely, and the sight of them made one's mouth water.
"Xiao Leizi, worthy of being the cook's daughter, you've really brought out all your family skills." Gu Changsheng gave a thumbs-up. She was someone who was particular about food, and while it was difficult for people of the present to reach the level of fine cuisine, now that she had found a promising apprentice, with a little more training, she wouldn't have to worry about meals in the future. It seemed that the saying 'good deeds reap good rewards' was indeed true.
Dong Lei stood behind Gu Changsheng with a face full of hope and pride, "It's delicious, consort, please try it." Saying so, she took a pair of chopsticks and picked up some food for Gu Changsheng's bowl, "Consort, this is called Ruyi Meatballs, made from bread."