Lin Jiayu was surprised to see the foods Mu Yan brought over, despite having seen them before. As someone who had been eating nutritional powder for decades, she couldn’t have been surprised to taste something else so delicious.
A similar sensation to a homeless man suddenly eating a full-fledged meal.
Yang Wenyao was not present the last time Mu Yan came over. As a result, he missed the scene in which the steaming hot soup was placed on the table.
He ate it anyway because Lin Jiayu had set aside a portion for him. Although the dough drop soup was cold and the flavor was not as good as when it was hot, it was still very tasty for those who tried it for the first time.
This time he was at home, watching Mu Yan come in with a steaming pheasant stewed with mushrooms; the scent was more fragrant than anything he had ever smelled, and it was mouth-watering.
“It smells fantastic! What did you bring this time, Brother Yan? Is it the same tasty food as before?” Yang Yingying inquired, noting that children’s self-control was not as strong as adults’.
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She knew Mu Yan’s food was delicious from the moment she ate the dough drop soup. Of course, the most valuable thing was not this, but only Mu Yan could make these things delicious. Is there anything more valuable than himself?
Mu Yan could live very well with this talent for as long as he wanted. Their assistance to Mu Yan was nothing more than a lift of a finger, but he took it to heart and always gave them a share of anything good.
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How could she dislike such a sweet child?
“It’s okay, Aunt Lin,” Mu Yan replied, flattered and overwhelmed. He waved his hands hastily and said, “These things can be found in the forest, and Ah Chen and I found them together.”
“That is also due to you. Yanyan, no one knew how to eat these plants until you discovered them. Then these methods should be yours. You don’t have to tell anyone, but now that you have, we are naturally grateful. So you don’t have to be concerned.” With a gentle smile, Yang Wenyao said.
But then he frowned, his face serious, and he said something similar to what Lin Jiayu said the previous time, “Yanyan, you must not reveal the existence of these edible raw materials to a third party. These are extremely valuable in the Federation. It is very likely that saying it will cause you harm.”
Yang Wenyao considered more deeply and thoroughly than Lin Jiayu, and carefully informed Mu Yan that his so-called third person had pointed out Mu Yan and the people outside of Mu Chen.
After all, Mu Chen was now living at Mu Yan’s house. Mu Chen knew exactly what Mu Yan had, and Mu Chen had to know how to make these tasty foods. He couldn’t keep them hidden from him, but others had to.
Yang Wenyao suspected Mu Chen would not speak out.
“I know what you mean, Uncle. Please eat it while it’s hot. It’s not tasty when it’s cold. Ah Chen and I will return first,” Mu Yan explained.
“Brother Yan, next time I will go to your house to play with you.” Yang Yingying waved her little hand and said with a smile.
“Okay.” Mu Yan returned the wave.
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