Ning Bo, Choi Zimo, and Aaron looked at the spread on the table and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Sour spicy cabbage stew, smashed cucumber salad, garlic stir-fried greens, steamed rice, shrimp dumplings, and steamed sea bass with ginger and scallion.
Such a rich spread, and it smelled so mouth-watering!
Then, they looked at the food they had contributed for the potluck.
"What are you looking at? Haven't I fed you enough?" Meiren snorted. These scoundrels! If this sister had the same resources as that Miss Long, I wouldn't only make skewers. I could also make red-braised lion's head meatballs, Dongpo pork, or even Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!
Let's see what faces the three of you will be making then!
The three also felt guilty for not being their leader's wingmen. They stopped comparing dishes.
But Ning Bo couldn't help but wonder: why did Miss Long prepare extra portions and another table just to place the pots?
