C219 Little Wife

She sipped her bowl of century egg and lean pork congee, then turned to Ye Feng and inquired, "There's a Chef God who's appeared in the city, cooking at a restaurant. Have you heard about it?"

Ye Feng nodded. "I'm his mentor."

"Pfft."

Lau Yiyi burst into laughter. "Master Ye, I must admit, I've seriously underestimated you."

"Your cooking is practically toxic