Duan Fan picked up a roasted goose leg and took a big bite, not forgetting to put another one in Wen Xiyue's bowl.
He savored the goose meat, thoroughly enjoying it.
The rich fat melted on his tongue, carrying the sweetness of honey and the saltiness of five-spice powder.
Then came the meat, tender yet firm. Every strand was steeped in the rich flavor of the marinade, with a faint smoky taste as he chewed and a hint of sweetness lingering afterward.
"Too delicious!"
"This roast goose is so much better than the one in the academy cafeteria!"
Duan Fan couldn't help praising it.
Wen Xiyue looked at the goose leg that had appeared in her bowl and didn't know what to do with her chopsticks for a moment. She said softly, "The goose meat in the academy cafeteria really comes from Soul Beasts. The meat here may taste good, but it's just ordinary domestic goose."
Duan Fan was a little surprised. "You can even tell the difference?"
Wen Xiyue's voice was always soft. "Grandpa said that nutritious food never tastes all that good."
Duan Fan smiled and continued eating heartily.
Actually, Duan Fan had already noticed too. The goose meat tasted quite good, but it was only ordinary food.
The goose meat in the Spirit Hall Academy cafeteria tasted slightly worse, but once he ate it, he could clearly feel a warm current flowing through his stomach.
At that moment, Duan Fan no longer cared whether the food was nutritious. As long as it tasted good, that was enough.
Duan Fan had naturally noticed the gazes around him, but he didn't care in the slightest.
What surprised him, though, was that Wen Xiyue didn't seem to care either.
She ate quietly, and when she tasted something she liked, the