When Liu Shuxian entered the kitchen, she was genuinely stunned.
Both women were bustling about with a pot each, as if competing against each other. For a moment, woks, spatulas, and delicious dishes were flying; knife flashes and wafts of cooking heat danced in the air.
"Wow, is this... is this cooking? This... this is practically art..." Outside the kitchen, Lv Yinpeng widened her eyes, staring at Zheng Linglong and Yan Yan's movements, unable to help her astonishment.
"Smells incredibly good, just like a real, full fragrance. This...level of cooking, I am afraid even top chefs in five-star hotels cannot match..." Lv Qingtong exaggeratedly sniffed, inhaling the delightful aroma non-stop.
Lv Xiaojin was gulping down her saliva.
Father Lv walked into the living room and gave a couple of sniffs. He glanced at Lv Zhong, who was leisurely sprawled on the sofa, and said, "Kid, you're lucky. It seems these girls really have stunning culinary skills."
