Xia Yiwan took a rest for a while. When she came down, she smelled something burnt in the air.
She sighed, stepping into the kitchen, "I'll do it...Tang Jin, can you cook?"
"I'm learning." Tang Jin was holding his nose with one hand and stirring with a spatula in the other.
Xia Yiwan looked over and couldn't help commenting, "You've burnt it."
"It's okay, once I practice, it'll be better next time."
Si Nuanqian, who was standing aside, led Xia Yiwan out, recounting what had occurred earlier.
"What's gotten into Xiaojin Bro, insisting on cooking?" Si Nuanqian asked, puzzled.
After thinking for a moment, Xia Yiwan finally said, "Perhaps, he wants to show his usefulness and stay on the island by doing this?"
Si Nuanqian blinked and said, "That sounds about right."
Although Xia Yiwan and Si Nuanqian admired Tang Jin's efforts, neither of them were interested in the food he cooked.
