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There was seafood porridge in the porcelain bowl. It was bright and steaming. Fat fresh prawns lay in the middle of the soft rice grains, instantly whet one's appetite.

The two dishes were spring onion cabbage and steamed egg. The two of them sat down. Lu Zhen tasted the spring onion cabbage first. The salty and sweet taste of the spring onion and cabbage blended harmoniously. The cabbage was crisp and tender, whet one's appetite.

Lu Zhen was a little surprised. She did not expect Song Jia's culinary skills to be so good that he could make such a simple dish so delicious. She tasted the steamed egg again. It was smooth and tender in her mouth and fragrant. There was no need to mention seafood porridge. After Lu Zhen finished a bowl of porridge, she felt that she could eat two more.

"Are you full? Are you used to it?" Song Jia asked softly as he watched Lu Zhen put down her chopsticks and place her hands on her knees obediently.