At noon, Lu Zheng cooked three dishes.

Braised snake section.

BBQ snake slices.

Mushroom fresh snake soup.

Taoist Wan Song didn't eat braised snake slices or grilled snake slices, but just drank a small bowl of fresh snake soup with mushrooms and let it go.

However, Si Lingxi ate most of the dishes gracefully, her pair of phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, obviously enjoying herself.

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In the afternoon, I was familiar with Taoist Wansong's style, so I was not surprised at all.

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