After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

"Grandpa! How could I say less? This isn't just about whether it tastes good or not; it's about character!"

Ye Wan'er persisted, "This kind of garbage doesn't deserve to be on the table! Forget eating it, it's an eyesore!"

After saying that, she even picked up the bowl of soup, intending to pour it away.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Qin Lang quickly reached out to stop him.

He truly never expected things to develop to this point!

He meant well, thinking he could quietly remove this "disastrous work" and let the matter pass by unnoticed.

Lin Fan saved face, and Ye Weiguo's mood wasn't ruined either.

But when Ye Wan'er's temper flared up, she actually tried to throw the soup in front of everyone!

If it were actually spilled on the ground, the situation would change completely!

This is not just a simple matter of returning the food; it's like slapping Lin Fan hard in the face in front of a whole room of diners, effectively sealing the label of "Lin Family Shop" as a fraudster!

Who would dare to eat here again?

Although Qin Lang also thought the cabbage was made outrageously, he genuinely admired Lin Fan's skills.

Even if Lin Fan really went crazy and wanted to fleece people this time, Qin Lang absolutely could not let the situation get out of control!

Just as the two were pulling at each other.

"Splash—"

As the liquid sloshed, the originally calm surface inside the porcelain bowl was broken.

An aroma, sealed deep within the broth, slowly wafted out along the rippling waves.

The taste was not strong; in fact, it was extremely faint.

But it's too special.

Ye Weiguo was just sighing and about to tell his granddaughter to put down her things and leave when, just as that scent passed by his nose, his cloudy old eyes suddenly widened!

"etc!"

This time, Ye Weiguo's voice was no longer as steady as before, but carried a hint of urgency and shock.

He grabbed Ye Wan'er's wrist with such force that Ye Wan'er cried out in pain.

"Grandpa?" Ye Wan'er was startled and almost dropped the porcelain cup in her hand.

"Don't move!"

Ye Weiguo stared intently at the bowl of clear soup that was still simmering slightly, his breathing becoming rapid.

He released Ye Wan'er's hand and carefully presented it to her himself.

He slowly lowered his head, brought his nose close to the soup noodles, and took a deep, greedy breath.

"call--"

This inhalation felt as if it absorbed all the flavors of life, and also as if it inhaled the essence of mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

Ye Weiguo's expression went from confusion to shock, then to ecstasy, and finally to an indescribable ecstasy!

"This...this is..."

Ye Weiguo suddenly raised his head, his gaze towards Lin Fan filled with horror:

"This isn't plain water at all!!"

Ye Wan'er looked completely bewildered: "Grandpa, what are you saying? This is plain water..."

"nonsense!"

"We were all mistaken!"

Ye Weiguo shouted, his voice trembling slightly with excitement:

"Great form is formless, great sound is silent! The truly top-quality broth is often this simple and unpretentious!"

"The soup is as clear as water because the chef used an extremely skillful 'sweeping' technique to remove all impurities and oil! But the aroma in the soup..."

Ye Weiguo closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste that struck his soul:

"The freshness of the chicken, the aroma of the duck, the richness of the pork knuckle, and the savory flavor of the ham in the boiled cabbage soup... though we can't see them, they've all dissolved into this soup!"

"This isn't just plain water! It's a bowl of nectar, a concentrated essence of countless wonders!"

"What?!"

Hearing Grandpa's evaluation, Ye Wan'er and Qin Lang were both dumbfounded.

Qin Lang leaned closer and sniffed hard: "Really? Why does it smell so faint to me?"

"That's because your nose is ruined!" Ye Weiguo glared at him irritably.

"This kind of high-quality clear broth has a subtle aroma; only those in the know can appreciate its subtlety! If the aroma is overpowering, it's actually a sign of inferior quality!"

After saying that, Ye Weiguo no longer cared about his manners, and even thought that the spoon was too slow.

He picked up the white porcelain cup, brought it to his lips, and carefully took a small sip.

"Glug."

The chilled broth enters the mouth.

The entire room fell silent; everyone stared at Ye Weiguo's Adam's apple.

next second.

Two streams of turbid tears silently slid down Ye Weiguo's wrinkled eyes.

"Grandpa?!" Ye Wan'er panicked. "What's wrong? Is it hard to drink? I told you this cold water isn't good to drink..."

"No……"

Ye Weiguo waved his hand, his voice choked with emotion, yet filled with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction:

"Okay...okay..."

"This taste..."

Seeing Ye Weiguo's tearful yet incredibly content expression, the entire "Peach Blossom Spring" fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

This reversal happened so fast that it was hard for anyone's brain to keep up.

"Grandpa...is your illness getting worse, causing problems with your sense of taste?"

Ye Wan'er looked at her grandfather's blissful expression with disbelief.

She instinctively reached out to touch Ye Weiguo's forehead. "Isn't this just cooled cabbage water? How could it be..."

"A problem with my sense of taste? I'm more alert than ever now!"

Ye Weiguo pushed his granddaughter's hand away, not angry at being questioned, but instead pushed the white porcelain cup towards Ye Wan'er and Qin Lang:

"You two little kids, didn't you not believe me?"

"Come on! Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Try this last bit of soup! You'll see what it means to 'not recognize a gem even when you have eyes'!"

Qin Lang had been unable to contain himself for a long time.

Although he had been trying to dissuade him, it was because he was afraid something might happen.

Judging from Ye Weiguo's reaction now, he has clearly struck gold!

As Lin Fan's number one fan, he had an almost blind faith in Lin Fan's skills.

My hesitation just now was purely due to being fooled by the dish's overly "simple" appearance.

"Alright! Since Grandpa Ye is being so kind as to offer me food, then I won't be polite!"

Without saying a word, Qin Lang picked up his spoon, reached directly into the bowl, and scooped up a spoonful of the crystal-clear broth.

"I refuse to believe it, how can you possibly make something amazing out of cold water?"

Ye Wan'er muttered to herself, but couldn't resist her curiosity. With some skepticism, she picked up the spoon and gently scooped a little bit of the contents of the bowl.

The action was so cautious, it was as if they were testing for poison.

The two of them simultaneously put the spoons into their mouths.

The broth enters the mouth.

It's cold.

That was my first impression.

However, just as this cool sensation touched the tip of the tongue, before it even had a chance to slide down the throat—

"boom!!!"

The lingering flavor suddenly exploded on their taste buds!

Qin Lang's eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mouth, which was about to chew a few more times, froze.

Ye Wan'er dropped the exquisite silver spoon in her hand onto the table with a "clang," her face filled with shock and astonishment.