"No problem," Tang Fei said.
Tang Fei ran to the fridge and rummaged through it, finding an abundance of various fruits and meats.
It was the first time he had cooked for his master, so naturally, he wanted to make a lasting impression. After giving some thought to Xuanyuan Mingjing's character and roughly understanding his taste preferences, he got busy.
Soon enough, several fresh stir-fries were ready.
Tang Fei had made a dish of tiger skin peppers, tender bamboo shoots with wild buffalo meat, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a vegetarian stir-fried Snow Mountain blue.
He also made a pot of pheasant and wild vegetable soup, with the plump pheasant floating a layer of butter on top. Lifting the lid, the aroma was tempting.
Accompanied by Shen Xinglan's deep-fried grape worm, the stone table was fully laden.
Tang Fei opened the chilled peach blossom brew and poured a cup for each person.