Ling Hong had made a large pot of slippery mushroom and tofu soup today. The rich, white broth emanated a fragrant aroma. The dining table was also laden with fish and shrimp sushi, which An Jin loved. Even skillful dishes like clay pot chicken stewed with Sichuan peppercorns and steamed egg custard with scallion oil were prepared masterfully.
"Awoo~"
The cubs, eating at the table for the first time, were extremely excited.
An Jin smiled and placed a few pieces of tender, melt-in-your-mouth chicken on their plates. "Awoo!" The cubs splayed their paws in delight, clumsily trying to hold chopsticks like the adults. But the chopsticks would fall the moment they picked them up. After several failed attempts, two chopsticks had fallen right to the floor.
The eldest was starving. It paid no mind to manners, simply following the scent and using its paws to stuff meat into its mouth.
