Praise

Ye Xuan sat down at the dining table. He was the youngest anyway, so there was no reason for him to work.

As soon as he sat down, his sisters also took out the things. No one said anything about Ye Xuan. They gave him a small bowl, chopsticks, and a spoon. Then, they poured him a drink. It was simply too comfortable.

Then, he didn't hold back. He picked up a piece of explosive tofu with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth to taste it. This tofu was very tender, as if it had been fried. However, it didn't age on the outside, and the inside was even more succulent. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. The more he ate, the more he had an appetite. It was especially delicious.

After tasting the first piece, Ye Xuan couldn't stop. He stuffed it into his mouth one mouthful after another and kept praising it.

"Not bad, not bad. This explosive tofu is really delicious. Fourth Sister's culinary skills are really getting better and better."