"Stop dawdling, come and taste how this rice porridge is!"
"Oh, alright, okay."
Hearing Lin Yi's call, Leng Yu cautiously brought her mouth close to the edge of the exquisite, translucent bowl.
This bowl was different from the ones normally used; it really looked exceptionally refined.
Especially with those immaculate porcelain pieces, they were truly a godsend.
Previously, her father had received a royal gift, a set of fine imperial porcelain for their family.
But compared to this, it could be tossed wherever, without a second thought.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that thing looked full of flaws, murky and not at all delicate or beautiful.
And as for this one, it's absolutely like white jade.
Using such a beautiful bowl to serve food is simply a waste.
According to Leng Yu's thinking, if someone's family owned such porcelain, they would surely display it on a fine stand, just for viewing and admiring.
They obviously wouldn't use it to serve food.
