Bo Jinyu started kneading a piece of dough.
Some people are naturally nimble-fingered, excelling in anything they handle.
This is probably what they call an artistic talent.
Bo Jinyu seemed to think that the tangyuan (rice balls) were too monotonous.
So he started to shape various little ducks.
In any case, one by one, the little ducks gradually took form under Bo Jinyu's casual pinching and twisting.
An, seeing the tiny animals magically appear from Second Master's hands, exclaimed in surprise, "Second Master's skills are amazing, these little ducks look so lifelike!"
When Ye Anran heard An's words, she looked up, and upon seeing the tiny duck between Bo Jinyu's fingers, she initially wanted to make a stern face, but the little duck, soft and white, twirling around in the boiling water, was really too cute.
And it looked... kind of... not just kind of, but it looked... definitely really, really delicious...
The food-loving Little Anran was immediately attracted.
