Li Yu continued tending to the lamb skewers in his hands, sprinkling them with cumin as a mouthwatering fragrance spread through the air.
"The final dish: whole roasted lamb."
He opened the metal roasting oven and, under the gazes of the women, remotely placed the steaming whole roasted lamb in the center of the table.
"It smells so good!" Ōtsutsuki Keiko could no longer maintain her ladylike image and could not help crying out in praise. Clear, glistening drool had already appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Li Yu took a seat as well, with Alice and Jessie seated beside him.
Seeing the eager little looks in the diners' eyes as they stared at the food, Li Yu no longer wanted to tease them.
"Time to eat. Dig in!"
"C-can we eat now?" Ōtsutsuki Keiko asked tremblingly.
Though she appeared to be asking Li Yu, she was actually asking Ōtsutsuki Anshiki, waiting for her to eat first.
Ōtsutsuki Anshiki sighed inwardly, picked up the small bowl before her, and took a small sip of the fish congee. Her eyes immediately lit up.
The fish's freshness had completely blended into the rice, accompanied by a faint saltiness. The fish broth was fresh without being fishy, bringing out the ingredients' original flavors.
Seeing this, Ōtsutsuki Keiko cheered, grabbed a skewer from the plate before her, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Oil burst from the corners of her mouth with a crunch. It was fragrant and oily, charred on the outside and tender within, practically melting in her mouth. "Wow, it's delicious! So delicious!"
When food was simply too delicious, foodies no longer cared how it was made, what it was made from, or even what exactly they were eating. They only hated that they had not been born with another