In the Yu Residence, Yu Pingping placed the freshly cooked dishes on the table.
She wiped the black dust off her face with the back of her hand, successfully enlarging the stain on her face. With her dirty dress and messy hair, she looked like a freshly-baked little beggar.
She was unaware of this and said to Yu Sheng excitedly.
"Brother, this is a delicacy I carefully cooked. Try it!"
Yu Sheng looked at the sticky unknown object in the casserole and couldn't help but feel afraid.
"W-what are you cooking?"
Yu Pingping slapped her forehead. "I almost forgot to name this dish!"
Yu Sheng became even more terrified. "This is your own creation? But haven't you ever cooked before?"
Yu Pingping smiled proudly.
"I've never cooked before, but I've already seen the chefs cook. It's so simple! I just did it like them, but I thought their dishes were average, so I improved the dishes slightly."
