"Xu Yi, what do you think about adding some lychees to the fish?" Lu Ke suddenly had a brainwave, holding a spoon, looking expectantly at Xu Yi.
"It's a good idea. I remember there's a dish called lychee fish puree, it should be nice." Xu Yi felt that life was quite dull, so he might as well add some fun.
Anyway, it's all cooked, it shouldn't upset your stomach or anything.
"Really, should I add them?" Lu Ke glanced suspiciously at Xu Yi, then peeled six lychees and tossed them into the pot, followed by the fish slices.
Gripping the spoon, Lu Ke felt a bit nervous.
After all, if it didn't taste good, it could be a waste of ingredients.
Wasting ingredients in the wilderness would be a heinous crime.
Probably, the audience would scorn them to death.
Watching the boiling fish slices and lychees in the pot, Lu Ke took a smell.
The fragrance of the lychees remained, and there was no other strange smell, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
