"How is it? Is it delicious?" Tong Yan sat on the seat opposite the Quan Shu, his body was still wearing an apron that he had no mood to take off. Seeing him eat the Gong Bao chicken, he couldn't help but ask expectantly.

Although she had just learned how to cook, she was still very confident in her culinary skills. When she first cooked, she had a taste while stir-frying. Although she felt that she could not reach Nanny Wang's exquisite culinary skills, the taste was still ...