"Oh, right. My family used to be a family of chefs. Add a drop of this into anything, and no matter what it is, it'll become incomparably delicious."
The next moment, Ye Lin seemed to recall something. He took a jade bottle from his robes, opened it, and dripped two drops of emerald-green liquid into each of the bowls before the two of them.
"Really? Then I'll have to taste it properly."
An Ran's eyes lit up. She picked up her bowl and began to drink. The next instant, she froze. It was too delicious—far too delicious. She had never eaten anything so exquisite in her life.
She had never imagined that even a bowl of wild vegetables could be this fragrant.
Meanwhile, An Xin had already cleaned out everything in his bowl.
"It's so delicious, Mother. I've never eaten anything this tasty in my whole life."
An Xin spoke with delight written all over his face. Ye Lin handed the jade bottle to An Ran.
"I'll give this little thing to you. It's useless for me to keep carrying it around anyway."
"No, no, no. I wouldn't dare accept something so precious."
An Ran's eyes widened as she hurriedly waved her hands in refusal. She was no fool; she knew what the contents of that jade bottle represented. Even those lofty people from the city would flock to it like ducks.
"This stuff is highly nutritious. Even if not for yourself, you should think of An Xin, shouldn't you? He's at the age when he's growing. If he keeps eating wild vegetables every day, sooner or later he'll collapse from malnutrition."
Ye Lin continued. At those words, An Ran's eyes immediately reddened.
"Thank you."
An Ran looked at An Xin, her voice a little choked.
Her child was now