When the lamb soup and flatbreads were brought out, everyone in the restaurant could not help drawing in a breath.
It smelled so good!
That was what everyone thought.
As the restaurant's first customer, Songshi accepted her food without hesitation.
The lamb soup was milky white, with crescent-shaped slices of lamb spread across the surface. Chopped scallions, cilantro, chili, and vinegar were placed in four small dishes beside it.
The flatbread was a flaky oil pastry, golden and wonderfully crisp.
With one bite, it crackled, crumbs constantly falling down.
If it was soaked in the lamb soup, it became even more wonderful. The crispness remained, but the inside turned softer. Combined with the flavor of the soup, it was enough to make anyone sigh that being alive was truly wonderful.
At the very least, the food before them made them cherish life even more.
Songshi was exactly like that.
At that moment, she completely ignored the customer who had just entered.
Whenever she ate food made by Mimosa, she forgot everything, leaving only happiness behind.
She took a dry bite of flatbread, then drank a mouthful of soup.
Then she soaked another piece and put it into her mouth together with some meat.
Next, she picked up the vermicelli from the bottom of the bowl, lifted the bowl, and sent it straight into her mouth.
Before long, sweat had appeared on Songshi's forehead.
But she did not mind at all.
She set down the empty bowl in her hand and picked up the second serving.
Amy swallowed. She increasingly felt that the woman in front of her was truly annoying.
Not only was Songshi prettier than her and dressed in clothes Amy did not have, she had even gotten ahead of Amy and eaten so much already.
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