Seeing Liu Ruyan's red eyes and pale face stirred an involuntary pang of pity. Xiao Yi filled a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of Liu Ruyan.
Gao Cuilan quickly said in a soft, gentle voice, "Sister Ru Yan, this pork tripe chicken stew tastes very fresh and delicious to me. It warms the stomach and the heart. Drink some more."
Su Ningxia hurriedly echoed, "That's right, Sister Ru Yan. The young miss specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare this for you so you could properly nourish your body."
"Then thank you, Xiao Yi." Liu Ruyan gently stirred the spoon and closed it.
After that, she smiled and praised, "Though the seasonings and cooking methods are the same, the dishes from the Duke Residence are just different. They always have an indescribable charm."
Speaking of which, it had to be mentioned that the cooks in the Duke Residence had all been brought from Chen Lin Village.
Among them, there were mainly three families. One was the Iron Pot Jiao Family with a Third Grade Martial Soul; their iron-pot cooking skills were quite good, and they had a unique understanding of controlling heat. Another was the Second Grade Earthen Pot Tao Family; the soups stewed in the Tao Family's earthen pots were flavorful enough to warm a person straight to the heart. The last was the Seasoning Master Xin Family with a Fifth Grade Martial Soul.
That was right—the Xin Family's Martial Soul was a hand, and not just an ordinary pair of hands.
Not all Body Martial Souls were suited for combat. The Xin Family's hand-type Martial Soul was characterized not by offensive ability, but by perception—specifically, perception of flavor.
This family could match all ingredients and flavors in the most harmonious way, creating delicacies that lingered endlessly