"Ah!"
The female protagonist stared as Xia Yu continuously sprinkled some white powder into the teacup on the table, stunned.
Can custard be manipulated this way?
Sniffing a pungent spicy scent wafting through the air, Liangzi Lina's expression turned extremely odd.
The main hall was spacious, yet these unconventional additives, thrown into the air, were markedly pungent, easy to smell without even taking a close sniff.
"Spicy!"
"I know what it is!"
"He's gone mad. Why add such pungent seasoning to a custard mainly meant to be sweet-scented?"
Suddenly, the hall filled with voices of questioning.
"It's garlic!"
Tiqie Eriina's nose wrinkled harshly, her eyes flashing with shock and confusion. Beside her, Alice's expression shifted as she nervously bit her finger, saying, "Oh no, what is the instructor doing! Adding garlic like this is utterly irrational; it totally defies the rules of cooking!"
Yuchuan Xin and his two daughters were also left in shock.
