Everyone at the table looked at Zhang Yuchen and me with strange expressions.
After we finished drinking, Lu Yao even asked:
"You two like river snail soup?"
Zhang Yuchen and I exchanged a glance, then I nodded.
"Yeah! We love it."
As I spoke, shameless as I was, I went to ladle out more soup.
There was little soup and many people. Uncle Yu had told us to fill up first, so naturally, we drank more.
At that moment, the young fat man spoke up.
"Ah! I already slurped down a bowl of noodles this morning.
The rice noodles with river snail soup here really are better than the ones over on South Island.
I'm getting some too!"
With that, he started ladling himself some soup as well.
It was a matter of taste. As soon as the young fat man served himself, everyone else decided to have some too.
But Zhang Yuchen and I had already beaten them to it. By the time they started serving themselves, we had each finished two bowls.
It really did taste great. The smell was just unbearable.
After everyone took a sip, they all started commenting.
"Hey! This soup is actually really good!"
"Yeah! Has Uncle Fu's cooking improved this much? The soup he used to make didn't taste like this."
"..."
Lu Zheng and the other Lu Family juniors spoke up.
But one of them said:
"When the vegetables were delivered this morning, I saw that Uncle Fu wasn't the one making the soup. It was Second Aunt's husband."
"Second Aunt's husband? He's a Yin Chef. No wonder it tastes so good. I'm having more!"
"..."
The Lu Family members had already figured it out, but Zhang Yuchen and I had started on our third bowls.
They only ladled themselves a spoonful