An unremarkable dinner.
Chen Yang managed to sit down and join everyone for the meal, but after eating, he approached Xia Yu intending to pay with "Merck's Stars" for another serving of Xia's Flowing Focaccia, only to be turned down.
"Sorry!"
"This recipe, I've just started working on it. I plan to delve deeper and attempt a second practice before making another attempt, otherwise it's just a waste of precious spices!"
Standing at the entrance to Xia's shop.
"Let's go——"
Yan Qi said to his stunned pupil, and Chen Yang hurried to follow, asking with complexity, "Master Yan, is he really not lying?"
"What do you mean?"
"That spice bread--it's actually a new recipe? He doesn't sound like he's been learning it for long…"
Hearing this, Yan Qi's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and he paused his steps.
