"I made this one."
"And I made this."
...
With Qiong'an breaking the ice, everyone suddenly got busy—everyone except for Shi Zhiyan and Heige.
Even Bai Qingye, who always maintained a calm and steady demeanor, pushed his dish in front of Shi Li for her to try.
Of course, Shi Li graciously accepted them all, her heart warmed by the gesture, and she gave high praise for each one.
Even if they were all rather disappointing, no matter how she ate them.
But Yiduo was a decent teacher, knowing to start with the simplest dishes.
Things like fried rice, boiled noodles, and cold salads.
It was all thanks to modern shortcuts and brute force.
Still, it was the thought that counted, and Shi Li found the meal very enjoyable nonetheless.
If you ignored the fact that they were all secretly shooting glances at her.
And then there was the sheer quantity of food.
They had made a separate portion of every single dish just for her.
But in reality, Shi Li could only finish one portion.
