Chapter 242: Magic Safety Standardization Committee
The two spent a good while busy in the kitchen, the aroma of food gradually drifting through the air of the cave.
At the dining table, Celia pushed a steaming bowl of corn and pork rib soup in front of Ansu.
Her eyes sparkled as she stared at Ansu, blinking expectantly. "Hurry, try it! How does it taste?"
Ansu looked at the bowl of rib soup. In the clear, slightly oily broth, tender yellow corn nestled against ribs stewed until soft. It smelled fragrant and actually looked quite impressive.
"Mhm... let me try."
Ansu picked up a spoon, scooped some up, and slowly brought it to his mouth.
Celia held her breath, watching him with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
"Mhm, not bad." Ansu nodded, his tone filled with affirmation.
"Really?" A delighted smile bloomed on Celia's face.