If I come visit, I'll have to bring you some dried fish then. Is there anything Shen Wei would like?

[One can't visit without the appropriate gift after all. Irisviel pulls away and takes a bite of the skewer herself, a happy hum at the savory sauce and tender chicken. As she chews, she pulls another piece off the skewer for Da Qing.]

This explains how you were able to smell things I couldn't.