Nian Shutong and two others sat down and started eating.
For breakfast, Master Fan had fried some dough sticks today, paired with tofu pudding, and Fu Yunhe's favorite soy milk.
There were shredded pickles mixed in, with a bit of chive blossoms and chili oil, which tasted absolutely delicious.
The big dough sticks that Master Fan made were definitely a generous portion; one was about half the size of Nian Shutong's forearm.
The outside was crispy, while the inside was soft.
Nian Shutong liked to tear off a small piece, dip it lightly in tofu pudding, so the exterior of the dough stick wasn't too hard, and there was a hint of the salty fragrance from the tofu pudding.
"Master Fan, delicious."
Having enjoyed the meal thoroughly, Nian Shutong turned around and praised Master Fan heartily.
Everyone began to speak up, complimenting Master Fan on the delicious food.
"Good, good, if it's tasty, eat more, I'll make some more for you next time."
