A large platter of braised chicken with vermicelli, its color enticing, sat on the wooden table in the room. The chicken pieces were a golden yellow, and the vermicelli, translucent and glistening under the lamp, shone with a rich, savory sheen. Beside the platter were bowls of steaming white rice, the fragrance of which rose and mingled with the aroma of the stew.
Hé Yǔshuǐ’s eyes widened, a flicker of excitement and disbelief dancing in her gaze. As if she had discovered a rare treasure, she pointed at the meal and asked in astonishment:
"Brother Wang Jianguo, did you really cook all of this yourself? It smells incredible! It’s even more tempting than what I’ve smelled in restaurants."
Chapter 406