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Li Zhengde looked at the six dishes in front of him, but he actually had no desire to try them. Although the food in front of him was good, in Li Zhengde's heart, no one could compare to his sister's cooking skills.

"Do not--"

Li Zhengde was just about to say no, but the next moment the food in front of him was pulled a little towards Song Li's position.

"It's a good opportunity for me to try your sister's cooking. Since you like it so much, it must taste delicious." Song Li smiled without hiding his thoughts at all.

"To be honest, I smelled the fragrance when you opened the food box just now. It smells so good. I want to taste it. Do you mind?" Song Li asked Li Zhengde while holding chopsticks.

Since he said so, how could Li Zhengde say no? Besides, Song Li's tone was very friendly when he talked about Li Mingxia, so Li Zhengde didn't dislike Song Li.

"I don't mind, you can try it. It's just that there aren't many things I made, so I feel a little embarrassed." Li Zhengde glanced at his food box and said with a smile.

This is to tell Song Li that it’s okay if you just try it, but if you eat too much, I will have nothing to eat either.

Song Li said politely, first looked at the stewed pork ribs, picked up a piece, and took a bite with his own glutinous rice.

This time the fragrance was even stronger. When it flowed around in his mouth, Song Li instantly understood why Li Zhengde said that his sister's cooking skills were good.

"How can this be good? Your sister's cooking skills are really great! Compared with your sister's cooking skills, the chef in my family is really not up to par." Song Li said sincerely.

After tasting all four dishes, Song Li now wished he was Li Mingxia's younger brother.

"This is so delicious, right? Is this a salted duck egg? I have never eaten it before. This, oh, is this something to be eaten in a steamed bun?" Song Li watched Li Zhengde crack open a salted duck egg, scoop out the salted duck egg yolk and spread it on the steamed bun he brought, then put a few pieces of braised pork on it, and then closed the two steamed buns.

Song Li stared at the steamed bun and chatted with Li Zhengde about this and that. Everyone could see that Song Li wanted to taste what the steamed bun tasted like.

Li Zhengde didn't bring much with him, but he felt embarrassed to pretend that Song Li didn't notice anything when staring at him like that.

"Or, Brother Song Li, would you like to try a steamed bun? This way of eating it was also thought up by my sister, and it's delicious." Li Zhengde handed the steamed bun he had just picked up to Song Li.

"Then I won't be polite!" Song Li didn't even say a symbolic refusal. He directly took the steamed bun from Li Zhengde's hand and took a big bite of it.

The steamed buns are extremely delicious, with both soft and chewy textures at the same time. The salted egg yolk is crunchy, and the taste is more than doubled when the braised pork is added.

"It's so delicious. Your sister is such a wonderful person. How did she come up with such delicious food? Oh, you said your sister was setting up a stall at the dock at that time. I must go to eat it next spring. I must eat it every day! The taste is amazing." Song Li took bites of the steamed bun one after another. He felt that this was simply the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.

Li Zhengde smiled and nodded, saying, "There will probably be a stall next year, but my sister may not go there in person. The taste should be the same. You can go and try it, but there aren't many varieties. If you eat it every day, you might get tired of it."

Song Li is now very curious about everything Li Mingxia makes and doesn't think he will get tired of it at all.

"Eat, why don't you eat? Although my chef's cooking is not as delicious as your sister's, the ingredients are not bad, and you won't get a stomachache." Song Li looked at the few steamed buns left in the food box, swallowed, and urged Li Zhengde to eat the food he brought quickly.

Li Zhengde was a little helpless, but he still started to eat a bite as Song Li said. Although the taste was not as good as what his sister made, it was not bad, and the ingredients were also fresh, so it was considered a relatively good meal.

"Brother Song Li, if you want to eat, just eat." Li Zhengde looked at the food box with only a small half of the food left and sighed silently.

At the beginning, we agreed to just taste it, but after tasting it, only a small half was left. Even if I don't give Song Li any more, I'm afraid he won't be full. I can only eat the food that Song Li brought.

"How is it? Are the things cooked by our chef also edible?" Seeing that Li Zhengde had eaten a lot, Song Li came over and asked.

Li Zhengde nodded, but did not answer Song Li's question.

"Otherwise, later on—"

"What my sister cooks is much more delicious than what your chef cooks." Li Zhengde interrupted Song Li.

He saw through Song Li's thoughts. He probably wanted to exchange meals with him every day. Li Zhengde could still agree to eat occasionally because he got along relatively well with Song Li. But if they had to exchange meals every day, then there was no way he could even think about it.

Song Li touched his nose and said with a smile: "Did you see what I was thinking?"

Li Zhengde thought Song Li would not be embarrassed to say his little thoughts out loud, but he didn't expect that Song Li had become addicted to his sister's cooking after tasting it. He would do anything to eat it every day until he got tired of it.

"Yeah, I see. If it's something else, I would be willing to help Brother Song Li, but I'm used to eating the food my sister cooks. I can't eat the food cooked by others, so I can't help Brother Song Li." Li Zhengde picked up the last steamed bun, put the rest of the food in it, shook it in front of Song Li, and then ate the steamed bun under Song Li's salivating eyes.

"Or let's discuss it." Song Li was not full, but thinking back to the delicious taste of the remaining food in front of him, he really couldn't eat it anymore.

"What to discuss?" After Li Zhengde finished his meal, he looked at the untouched food in front of Song Li, and took out the bowl of bone soup from the bottom of the food box. There was half a bowl of rapeseed in it. Song Li couldn't help swallowing again when he saw it.

"Aren't you full yet?" Song Li glanced at Li Zhengde and asked meaningfully.

"We're almost done eating, but the soup my sister made is really delicious. If it gets cold when we get home, it will be wasted. Anyway, I can finish it and I want to eat it." Li Zhengde looked at Song Li eagerly and took the initiative to say, "If you're not full yet, give me the bowl and we'll have half each."

Song Li nodded immediately and handed over his bowl. "I can finish it. Not to mention half a bowl, I can eat a few more bowls. It smells so good. The soup smells so good."