Yu Yan was about to respond, but Song Tan waved her hand dismissively:
"Oh, no need. I brought them up the mountain to work off their meal a little. They eat too much at home—I'm worried they'll burst!"
Yu Yan's expression froze, staring at Song Tan in utter disbelief—
You're aware you brought us up here to work off the food?
And yet, just a moment ago, you asked me if I wanted some radish! Do you even have a conscience?!
But Master Jiang understood perfectly. He quickly placed the food bowl back and said, "Oh, the first time eating here, right? When I first came, and when my wife first came, we ate so much we couldn't even walk straight!"
With good intentions, he placed the leftover food back in the pot to keep warm. Then, grabbing a bottle of sesame oil, he poured it over the freshly mixed chili-oil radishes. The radishes already had great flavor, but now, with the sesame oil blended in…
