Li Zhibai gently blew on it twice, then took a sip from the spoon.
Then her beautiful eyes instantly widened.
As soon as it entered her mouth, an indescribable fragrance filled every corner, not a traditional scent captured by taste buds, but a joyful aroma felt by the entire body. It was like a glass of chilled sour plum soup on a hot summer day, bringing refreshing and delightful coolness from the sea breeze to the core.
This feeling of a sea breeze rushing through gave Li Zhibai, who always lived in the mountains, a strange sense of freshness and satisfaction.
"The taste is great, isn't it?"
Zhu Pingniang squinted her eyes and smiled with satisfaction. "Chang'an's skills paired with my ingredients... it should be like this."
She exclaimed.
"Chang'an... your teacher is very satisfied with your shrimp cooking skills, by the way... your ability to cook seafood is evidently much better than other dishes. Is it because Ms. Yun loves eating shrimp and crab?"
