Wang Meng and Lin Jinlong, being the oldest among the brothers, had no choice but to take on the task of cooking.
Wang Meng kneaded the dough while Lin Jinlong chopped vegetables. The two worked seamlessly together, and in no time, the aroma of the vegetable dumpling soup wafted from the large iron pot, stimulating everyone's taste buds.
"Fifth Brother's soup is so delicious, you've definitely inherited Fourth Brother's skills."
Lin Jinpeng held his bowl with a big grin, buttering up his older brother while waiting for dinner.
"Cooking is a proud tradition for the men of our Lin Clan."
Lin Jinlong enjoyed the compliment and said a little smugly, "You should learn too. Next year, Fifth Brother will go to the army for training, and you'll be responsible for cooking when you accompany your sister on outings."
"No problem!"
Lin Jinpeng patted his chest with assurance, "You guys can rest easy, I may not be good at other things, but I can guarantee no problem with cooking."
