Mo Qianqian wore a smug look on her face.
Previously, Ouyang Chenchen had always been indifferent towards her, but today he actively tried to curry favor with her, probably because he saw she had connections with the Eldest Prince.
Mo Qianqian opened a small oil-paper packet in her hand, which contained a kind of thin, golden-brown slices that seemed to be fried. As soon as it was opened, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
"What is this?"
Mo Qianqian, hailing from the Prince Manor, had tasted everything, but she had never seen this before.
"Ouyang Chenchen calls it 'potato chips,' made with soybean oil. Today, on the monthly evaluation day, Ouyang Chenchen created this new dish. She is the owner of Drunken Immortal Inn and her cooking skills are excellent. I tried one; it's crispy and fragrant, sprinkled with five-spice powder and chili powder. The flavor is very unique."
Mo Qianqian secretly swallowed her saliva.
