That evening, amid everyone's nervous anticipation, Luo Ye finished making dinner.
They had not even tasted it yet, but it looked fairly appetizing. Anyone who had never eaten Luo Ye's cooking might have thought it was some kind of delicacy.
But who among those present had not eaten Luo Ye's cooking before?
Chen Shaoman subconsciously swallowed, while Gu Ransheng would not even spare it a glance.
Gu Mingxuan was assigned to be the first taste tester.
Sitting at the dining table, he stared at the ordinary plate of stir-fried pork with peppers before him and sank into deep thought.
Then, he picked up his chopsticks. Every movement was cautious and painfully slow, as though that might somehow help him escape.
But under the expectant gazes of the others, he still picked up a bite and forced himself to put it in his mouth.
Please don't be too salty, too bland, or have any weird flavors. Please don't...
Hm?
The taste seemed... pretty normal?
The mere word "normal" left Gu Mingxuan looking utterly shocked. He glanced at Luo Ye in disbelief, then turned toward Chen Shaoman and said solemnly, "It's edible."
"Really? You're not lying to me?"
Chen Shaoman would rather believe Gu Mingxuan had the audacity to trick her than believe Luo Ye's cooking could actually be eaten.
"Really."
Only after receiving confirmation again did Chen Shaoman take a small bite.
It was just an ordinary flavor. It was not bad, but it could not exactly be called delicious either.
Chen Shaoman looked at Su Baizhou in surprise and said with feeling, "Fanfan, you've trained our Xiao Ye into this."
Luo Ye: ...
Su Baizhou froze slightly. She had not expected Aunt to understand internet memes so well.
She shook her head and said, "This is all the result of