"Finished."
Yao Ziyan, a master chef, evenly poured the prepared sauce over the fish on the plate. A faint golden glow emerged, and an enticing sweet-and-sour fragrance lingered in the air.
"This is glowing cuisine that only master chefs can make!" Luo Chuan drew in a sharp breath.
"Hm? Master chef? What does that mean?" Yao Ziyan gave Luo Chuan a puzzled look.
"Nothing. Just pretend you didn't hear it."
Yao Ziyan paid it no mind. Luo Chuan often said strange things she could not understand, and she had long since grown used to it.
"Try it and see how it tastes." Yao Ziyan handed Luo Chuan a pair of chopsticks.
Luo Chuan took them and carefully examined the dish before him, which looked like a work of art. He actually found himself reluctant to ruin it.
But only when food was eaten could its value be revealed.
Luo Chuan picked up a piece of fish from the belly and placed it in his mouth, savoring it carefully.
"The rich sauce is sour with sweetness and sweet with sourness. The fish is tender and delicious, and on closer savoring, there's even a faint tea fragrance, adding quite a unique flavor to the dish. This is absolutely a feast for the taste buds!"
Yao Ziyan stared blankly at Luo Chuan, momentarily unsure how to react.
"...As long as you like it."
"Mhm, you should try some too."
Yao Ziyan opened her mouth and ate the food Luo Chuan fed her. She also savored the taste carefully, nodding slightly. "It's more or less what I expected. There's basically nothing that needs improving."
Only then did Luo Chuan come back to his senses.
This had to be a gourmet novel, right? It had to be, right?
Luo Chuan could not help much by