"New product?" Luo Chuan closed the door to his room and looked at Yao Ziyue in puzzlement, unable to understand why she would connect that name with a new product.
From Luo Chuan's reaction, Yao Ziyue had already guessed the answer. She sighed. "All right, looks like there isn't one."
After saying that, she ignored Luo Chuan and followed the scent into the kitchen. Yao Ziyan's voice soon rang out.
"What are you doing? They're not cooked yet!"
"Hiss, hot, hot, hot, hot..."
Amid the noisy commotion, the tangyuan were finally cooked. To prevent anything like an explosion from happening, Yao Ziyan forbade Yao Ziyue from taking part in any step of the cooking process.
The cooked tangyuan remained plump and snow-white, but compared to before, they now had a crystal-clear translucence. In some thinner spots, the various colorful fillings inside could vaguely be seen.
The broth had also changed from transparent to a slightly thick, milky white. It carried the faint fragrance unique to food itself, while the snowy tangyuan bobbed up and down within it, looking delicious enough to eat at a glance.
Yao Ziyue swallowed, unable to tear her eyes away.
Yao Ziyan ladled out the tangyuan and sprinkled fresh spiritual herb petals into the bowls as garnish. There was no need for sugar or honey; the fillings themselves were already sweet.
Luo Chuan looked at the tangyuan before him. A faint glow radiated from their surface—they were glowing food, and he had contributed half the credit for making them.
By now, Luo Chuan was no longer surprised by food that glowed. The spiritual herbs used as ingredients could glow on their own, so it was hardly strange for food made from them to glow as well.
And most importantly, they had been enhanced by Yao Ziyan's