Ning Tian picked up a roasted lamb skewer from the table, blew on it lightly, and put it into her mouth. The moment she took a bite, her eyes went wide.
Huo Yuhao's control over the heat was incredibly precise. Under his handling, every barbecue skewer had been grilled with the utmost care—just the right balance of fat and lean meat, crisp on the outside and tender within. The fat had been seared by the flames, dripping golden beads of oil over the lean meat and bringing out an exquisite flavor.
On top of that, Huo Yuhao had continually refined the spices during the process according to the students' tastes. With a properly measured sprinkle over the skewers, their flavor was instantly brought to its peak.
"Nom nom nom."
"Nom nom nom."
For a time, the table fell completely silent, leaving only the sound of everyone chewing their skewers with all their might.
Though Ning Tian and the others did not offer any prompt reviews, Huo Yuhao knew that the sight of everyone holding grilled fish in one hand and barbecue skewers in the other was already the greatest praise for his cooking.
Wu Feng ate somewhat more reservedly, clearly mindful of her manners, but the Ning siblings, Ning Tian and Ning Ge, could not care less about something as dispensable as etiquette.
Ning Ge's mouth was covered in grease, and Ning Tian was no better. Her cheeks were already stuffed like a little hamster cramming nuts into its mouth, yet she was still chewing her skewer with all her strength. The moment she made a little room, she took another bite. As she ate, she even squinted her eyes.
Oh no, was she so overwhelmed by the deliciousness that she'd gone dazed?
Huo Yuhao quietly shifted his stool a