Chapter 16 Reunion (1/2)

The lobby was spacious and bright, with terrazzo floors polished so smooth they reflected images.

Ruan Tang found a corner by the window and sat down. As she was thinking about what to order, she overheard the conversation between two middle-aged men dressed in cadre uniforms at the next table.

"Old Li, you really have connections, knowing to bring me here to broaden my horizons," a slightly thin man exclaimed. "This restaurant is way more impressive than the guesthouse in our provincial capital!"

The man called Old Li took a sip of tea with a smug look on his face, deliberately lowering his voice, his tone full of boastfulness.

"Of course. Do you know who the head chef in the kitchen is?"

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."

"Hey, you'll be shocked when I tell you! This is a genuine successor of the Tan family cuisine. Before liberation, he was the one who cooked for the emperor in the palace! His skills are unparalleled; ordinary people can't even get a taste of his cooking!"

Ruan Tang's hand, holding the teacup, paused slightly in mid-air.

Imperial Chef?

Her large, almond-shaped eyes instantly ignited with a bright light.

All the worries about the upcoming rural life, and the fear of eating cornbread and drinking vegetable porridge, were swept away at this moment by a brilliant idea.

If only she could learn the imperial chef's skills...

Later, when she went to the countryside, while others ate coarse food and wild vegetables, she would close the door and fill the space with chicken, duck, fish, meat, and all kinds of delicacies.

And then there's the imperial chef's skill...

Just thinking about those days made her heart flutter with happiness!

Ruan Tang couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, revealing a sly yet expectant smile.

She immediately called over a waiter, and her voice was much sweeter and softer when she ordered.

"Comrade, give me one of each of your signature dishes: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, stir-fried fish slices, roast duck, and cuttlefish egg soup."

As soon as the dishes were served, Ruan Tang couldn't take her eyes off them.

The Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup was golden and clear, with a rich and mellow aroma that powerfully filled the nostrils.

The stir-fried fish fillets have a crispy outer shell and a tender, smooth interior, coated perfectly with a sweet and sour sauce.

The cuttlefish egg soup is incredibly delicious and melts in your mouth.

It's so delicious!

Just as Ruan Tang was concentrating on rolling the second roast duck pancake, she was unaware that an invisible spiritual force, like the softest spider silk, silently enveloped her.

However, the moment that spiritual power touched her, it was naturally repelled by her divine sense, which was completely focused on the food, and failed to penetrate even a little.

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Private room on the second floor.

A young man in a white shirt, with a slightly frivolous air, was telling interesting stories with great enthusiasm.

"...You didn't see it, that girl's face turned green. Let me tell you, Yan Yu, next time something like this happens..."

He talked for a long time, only to find that the man opposite him wasn't listening at all.

Yan Yu leaned back in his chair, his deep gaze passing over the carved window railings and fixed firmly on a corner of the downstairs hall.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The young man called Yu Hao followed his gaze and his eyes immediately lit up. "Oh, whose little sister is this? She's so pretty! Look at her face, it's as white as milk. She even eats with such relish. It makes me hungry just looking at her."

Yan Yu remained silent, but his eyes deepened.

A quick glance in the morning made it seem like a wild cat with its fur standing on end, both soft and fierce.

Looking closely from a distance, he realized that the girl was even more delicate than he had imagined.

The skin, illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window, appeared almost transparent, revealing tiny downy hairs.

Because he ate so quickly, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his lips were glistening and plump from the meat juices, looking incredibly tempting.

The fierce and wild kitten from this morning is now as docile as a glutinous rice ball, as if a gentle pinch would leave a deep fingerprint.