Fengyu saw that he took just one bite and didn't touch it again, so she knew the porridge was too sweet for Xie Xun's taste. The young marquis was quite an understanding person; even if he didn't like it, he wouldn't comment out of respect for his host. He picked up a flatbread, filling it with beef and vegetables in a roll, which Fengyu had never seen before and watched him curiously.
The flatbread was pan-fried to be soft and fluffy, with a bit of scallion added, making it perfect to accompany the porridge. Xie Xun said, "In the army, meals had to be quick, so we often rolled vegetables and meat in flatbread to eat."
"Is it good?"
Xie Xun knew she had a refined palate, so he took a piece of flatbread, filled it with thin slices of beef and vegetables, dipped it in sauce, then rolled it up and handed it to her, "Give it a try."