After a short while, Yu Hua carried over a small bowl of bamboo shoot meat noodles. Though the portion wasn't large, the fresh bamboo strips emitted a delightful fragrance. In fact, Zhang Jian had already reached the stage of fasting in his cultivation but still enjoyed the process immensely.
He was particularly eager to savor such delicious flavors.
Yu Hua was quite skilled in the culinary arts, seemingly having studied it. She could effortlessly create all sorts of delicacies.
The breakfast was varied and non-repetitive. Besides the bamboo shoot noodles, there were also twin fresh noodles, soft lamb noodles, impaled meat noodles, five-flavor porridge, seven-treasure porridge, and various pastries, making Zhang Jian exclaim that he had found a treasure.
At this moment, Yu Hua noticed the few volumes of ancient scriptures on the desk before Zhang Jian and remarked.
