Returning to Flying Eagle's home, Jiang Che and Ding Ning looked at the table full of dishes.
The lighting inside the house was soft and warm, casting its glow upon faces that were filled with anticipation.
As they entered, Ding Ning immediately noticed the dishes presented atop the white salt on the table.
Her eyes sparkled because, during her cooking, she had always been troubled by the salt melting into the variety of dishes.
At this moment, she felt like she had discovered a new continent, her excitement was beyond words.
This was her first time seeing clean dishes that hadn't melted.
She approached the dining table, observing closely, her eyes filled with curiosity and delight.
Jiang Che's expression was complex when he saw the table full of dishes.
He rarely had eaten different styles of dishes before, and salt-grilled dishes were a first for him.
He stared at Flying Eagle in shock, wondering if this salt looked like more than Ning would use?
