They saw Tsunade and Jiraiya walk in together.
Everyone stopped what they were doing.
Tsunade was the Hokage, after all.
Her position still made everyone feel a little constrained.
"Don't mind me, everyone. That kid is the host here!"
After hearing that, everyone relaxed again.
Jiraiya and Tsunade sniffed, catching the aroma drifting from the kitchen.
Astonishment appeared in both their eyes.
It smelled amazing!
That kid really knew his stuff!
No wonder everyone was acting like this.
It smelled wonderful, but how would it taste?
Soon, Haku brought out the first dish.
Everyone took a deep breath.
What an incredible smell!
That was the only thought in everyone's mind!
From the moment Tsunade and Jiraiya laid eyes on the dish,
they couldn't look away.
It had both looks and aroma!
All that remained was the taste.
Without a word, everyone sat down at the table.
They sat perfectly straight, as well-behaved as students in a classroom.
As guests in someone else's home, none of them dared pick up their chopsticks before the host arrived.
They were all waiting for Zhou Cheng.
But their constantly twitching noses gave them away.
Dish after dish was brought out.
The dazzling spread left everyone overwhelmed.
They were practically drooling.
They kept swallowing hard.
Even Tsunade and Jiraiya were growing impatient.
They had never seen such colors or smelled such aromas before.
They had both traveled far and wide, sampling countless delicacies.
But none could compare to the dishes before them.
Yet Zhou Cheng still hadn't emerged from the kitchen.
Only after all the women had taken their seats at the table
did Zhou Cheng finally hurry out.
He was carrying a large pot.
Steam rose from it.
They could even hear the liquid boiling.
An indescribable aroma spread through the room.
Everyone took