Jiang Shouzhong went through quite some effort to cook a pot of rice porridge.
The two of them sat quietly at the table, enjoying this simple breakfast, with a sense of serenity in the peaceful atmosphere.
"The taste is quite ordinary."
Li Guanshi spoke the truth.
Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes and said grumpily:
"It's already good to have something to eat. I'm not a professional chef. Speaking of which, since you're so intent on experiencing the love between mortals, you should at least stock up on some chicken, duck, fish, meat, and sweet pastries at home in advance."
"I see."
Li Guanshi tilted her petite head, thinking as she tapped her chopsticks lightly against the bowl, making a crisp sound, then said seriously,
"But I never liked chicken, duck, fish, or meat, and I don't have much interest in sweet foods either. What do you think, are there any other tasty home-cooked dishes?"
"Uh..."
