"Wow, Jiulang, the chefs in your household really have top-notch knife skills!" Cheng Huailiang exclaimed as he looked at the dish before him. Picking up a flower carved from a radish with his chopsticks, he remarked in admiration, "It's simply divine."
"Jiulang, lend me your household chefs for a few days." Li Dejian, who had already started eating, mumbled not so clearly.
Liu Qingsong was also busy stuffing food into his mouth and found a moment to say, "I say, why do you always want to pocket everything for your own house? It's good enough to have something to eat. Today it's Lady Liang who personally cooked, lend her to you? Even if you brought the entire Xiao household back with you, she couldn't be lent out."
