The sour-sweet cold noodles were simply divine in the sweltering summer. Everyone seemed to enjoying them immensely.
"Enjoying the meal?" Sure enough, no one gets away with wrongdoings. Just as they were delighting in the food, Si Jinhan silently made an entrance, a playful expression on his face.
"I made a few more portions." Lin Ziyin noted the fearful look on the faces of Madam Huang and Cuihong. She spoke leisurely, "I thought they could help me evaluate the taste, considering they are most familiar with your preferences, Master."
Upon hearing her speak up for them, Madam Huang and Cuihong offered her a furtive, grateful glance.
"You young girl always have a reason for everything. Do you think I am the sort of master who ill-treats his servants? The snacks you sent in were quite good, bring me another serving." He wanted more double-layered milk custard.
"There's no more." Lin Ziyin had no intention of continuing to cook.