Xia Ruqing first served a bowl of noodles in a small, lidded bowl. She mixed a sauce with fine salt, rice vinegar, and sesame oil, then tossed it with the noodles, adding some finely chopped green onion and shredded greens. Finally, she ladled a generous spoonful of fragrant beef sauce over the top.
The various foods released their own distinct, primal aromas without overpowering each other. Even the most unremarkable willow leaf noodles desperately exuded the characteristic sweet scent of cooked noodles.
Zhao Junyao's stomach had already begun to protest wildly. Heaven knows how much effort he exerted to keep the 'grand chorus' of his internal organs hidden beneath his poker face.
"Emperor, please enjoy your meal!" Xia Ruqing personally brought over a bowl of noodles.
Zhao Junyao accepted it and began to eat gracefully with his chopsticks.
