Song Daren nodded. "You should know that, instead of having you come to meet us, I'd much rather eat your cooking!"
"Mm-hmm! Me too!" Zeng Shushu said with a smile, nodding in agreement at Zhang Xiaofan.
"You have no idea! These days, we hardly ever eat at Big Bamboo Peak!" Song Daren sighed as he looked at the delicious dishes before him. "Sixth Senior Brother's cooking is truly something else—in the worst way. I didn't think much of it before, but ever since you took over the kitchen, Xiaofan, you've spoiled our appetites. Ordinary food just doesn't taste good to us anymore."
"Really? Then call Master and Shiniang over!" Luo Yunji had already started eating. He spoke indistinctly around his food as he looked at Song Daren.
Everyone at the table rolled their eyes. As the head of a branch, how could Tian Buyi just leave the mountain whenever he pleased?
Song Daren ignored his Little Junior Brother's nonsense, picked up his chopsticks, and put a dish in his mouth. Mm! The familiar taste.
"Mm! Xiaofan, your cooking really is the best!" Zeng Shushu also picked up a bite and started eating.
Wen Min nodded to her fellow disciples, and only then did the accompanying female disciples from Small Bamboo Peak pick up their chopsticks and begin eating.
Seeing her junior sisters happily enjoying their meal, Wen Min smiled gently. She remembered how she and Lu Xueqi, along with several other junior sisters, had looked the first time they tried Zhang Xiaofan's cooking.
They ate until the full moon hung overhead, and two rounds of dishes had been served.
After such a long journey, Song Daren and the others were all right. It was their fellow disciples who had come along who had suffered.
Someone led Zeng Shushu and Wen