As usual, Shinnshiow's egg wrap fried rice was delicious. But then, something was a little different. Iren could not explain clearly which part was not the same. It wasn't that the dish wasn't good enough. It's just that there was an additional taste that usually didn't exist.
"Shiowdi, did you try a new recipe?"
Iren turned to the questioner. In fact, he wasn't the only one who felt the difference. While chewing, Yihshyong asked the question.
"Hahaha...!" Shinnshiow laughed. "Not that I have a new recipe, but I have a brilliant assistant."
Jenqyih turned to Yinqyueh. "So you're good at cooking, huh! What a coincidence, so we can have more choices now."
A blush flashed across Yinqyueh's cheeks. "That's not true. I was just helping Shiowge fry the spices. Shiowge has prepared all the spices and prepared them well. So I have done little."
"It's not just frying spices. This young lamb was also fried by this sweet Miss Liuchiou," said Shinnshiow.
Yinqyueh's cheeks turned even redder at Shinnshiow's words. "So, how was the trip down there?" Yinqyueh asked. Her tone was like that of someone wanting an answer right away. Iren got the impression that Yingyue hoped the conversation would soon move on to something else.
Since returning from the dungeon, Shannchyuan, Jenqyih, and Yihshyong really have said nothing. The three of them were so mysterious. They just said that they would soon tell what they saw. Shannchyuan added they would expose it when they all had breakfast at the dinner table.
The three people hadn't showered yet. They only had time to wash their hands and faces before sitting in the dining room, where their dining table was located. Shannchyuan just smiled in response to the conversation. Meanwhile, Jenqyih, like Yihshyong, was already busy devouring the food that was served.
"Now we're all at the table. We've even started eating. I think it's about time you guys said something," said Shinnshiow.
"But we still eat," Yihshyong said.
"So what if you guys are still eating?" Shinnshiow widened his eyes. "Right now, we're talking, also while eating, right?"
"Okay!" Yihshyong said. "But I think it's best if Dahge does the talking."
"Right," said Jenqyih. "Besides, I don't see everything down there."
"You don't see everything when you're there?" Yinqyueh looked at Jenqyih with a questioning look.
"There are times where I have to wait somewhere down there." Jenqyih's voice was a bit unclear because his mouth was full of food. "Back then, I had no idea what Dahge and Shyongge were doing." He turned to Shannchyuan. "Dahge, you start talking now!"
Shannchyuan nodded. He looked around him before starting to open his mouth. With a slow tempo, he told the things they saw in the underground passage. The story was detailed enough that it seemed a bit long-winded. He even repeated the conversation that took place between the three of them sentence by sentence. Iren, of course, didn't know how accurate those sentences were, but from the reactions on Yihshyong and Jenqyih's faces, Shannchyuan had indeed reconstructed the conversation between them.
"So there's a big, heavy stone bench in the hall? Like the stone table in the basement behind?" Shinnshiow's eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Maybe it's a resting place for people walking through the alleys." Jenqyih made his guess.
As usual, Shinnshiow's egg wrap fried rice was delicious. But then, something was a little different. Iren could not explain clearly which part was not the same. It wasn't that the dish wasn't good enough. It's just that there was an additional taste that usually didn't exist.
"Shiowdi, did you try a new recipe?"
Iren turned to the questioner. In fact, he wasn't the only one who felt the difference. While chewing, Yihshyong asked the question.
"Hahaha...!" Shinnshiow laughed. "Not that I have a new recipe, but I have a brilliant assistant."
Jenqyih turned to Yinqyueh. "So you're good at cooking, huh! What a coincidence, so we can have more choices now."
A blush flashed across Yinqyueh's cheeks. "That's not true. I was just helping Shiowge fry the spices. Shiowge has prepared all the spices and prepared them well. So I have done little."
"It's not just frying spices. This young lamb was also fried by this sweet Miss Liuchiou," said Shinnshiow.
Yinqyueh's cheeks turned even redder at Shinnshiow's words. "So, how was the trip down there?" Yinqyueh asked. Her tone was like that of someone wanting an answer right away. Iren got the impression that Yingyue hoped the conversation would soon move on to something else.
Since returning from the dungeon, Shannchyuan, Jenqyih, and Yihshyong really have said nothing. The three of them were so mysterious. They just said that they would soon tell what they saw. Shannchyuan added they would expose it when they all had breakfast at the dinner table.
The three people hadn't showered yet. They only had time to wash their hands and faces before sitting in the dining room, where their dining table was located. Shannchyuan just smiled in response to the conversation. Meanwhile, Jenqyih, like Yihshyong, was already busy devouring the food that was served.
"Now we're all at the table. We've even started eating. I think it's about time you guys said something," said Shinnshiow.
"But we still eat," Yihshyong said.
"So what if you guys are still eating?" Shinnshiow widened his eyes. "Right now, we're talking, also while eating, right?"
"Okay!" Yihshyong said. "But I think it's best if Dahge does the talking."
"Right," said Jenqyih. "Besides, I don't see everything down there."
"You don't see everything when you're there?" Yinqyueh looked at Jenqyih with a questioning look.
"There are times where I have to wait somewhere down there." Jenqyih's voice was a bit unclear because his mouth was full of food. "Back then, I had no idea what Dahge and Shyongge were doing." He turned to Shannchyuan. "Dahge, you start talking now!"
Shannchyuan nodded. He looked around him before starting to open his mouth. With a slow tempo, he told the things they saw in the underground passage. The story was detailed enough that it seemed a bit long-winded. He even repeated the conversation that took place between the three of them sentence by sentence. Iren, of course, didn't know how accurate those sentences were, but from the reactions on Yihshyong and Jenqyih's faces, Shannchyuan had indeed reconstructed the conversation between them.
"So there's a big, heavy stone bench in the hall? Like the stone table in the basement behind?" Shinnshiow's eyebrows were slightly raised.
"Maybe it's a resting place for people walking through the alleys." Jenqyih made his guess.
