The two dishes and one soup were very simple, but the two of them enjoyed it immensely. Zhang Yang himself wasn't picky about food, while Meng Fan was simply starving after a busy morning of casting without a break.
Each of them filled a bowl with soup, and Meng Fan gently blew on it before eagerly taking a sip, burning his mouth in the process.
"How does it taste?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.
"It's delicious, very fresh, with a faint mint flavor!" Meng Fan nodded repeatedly, despite the soup's heat, he continued to slurp it down.
"The pancake is cold, dunk it in the soup!" Zhang Yang reminded.
"Sure thing!"
Following Zhang Yang's advice, Meng Fan tore the pancake and soaked it in the fish soup, he felt like he opened a new world. The pancake absorbed the soup, becoming soft and chewy, absolutely a perfect match!
"Try the egg too!"
Meng Fan picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, the unique blend of protein and vinegar teased his taste buds, boosting his appetite.
