Mu Qiu had a great appetite. She drank the soup first, then ate the meat, and halfway through even went for two more servings of douhua.
This douhua wasn't the usual kind they ate; it was a dessert. A small bowl held a pale yellow bean curd, with a spoonful of grainy red beans on top. It looked more like an egg custard or double-skin milk, but once you ate it, it was a rich, tender tofu pudding flavor.
It was delicious. She happily dug in with her spoon, one bite after another, quickly finishing two bowls. Just as she was about to get another, Cheng Zhirang pressed down on her hand.
"You've already had two. Eat your meal first, I'll save one for you."
She agreed, finished the first plate, and moved the second plate in front of her.
The roast goose, with its crispy, glossy skin, paired with bayberry sauce, was an unexpectedly amazing combo. The glutinous rice and golden chestnuts inside the Eight-Treasure Duck mixed with the duck meat flavor, and the aroma was incredible.
