While chopping, Ning Auntie explained, "When cutting onions, tip the knife a little. The onion strands will be longer and will look better."
"Oh." Qin Yin nodded, as if she had just understood something.
Nan Sichen, after putting things in order, stood at the kitchen door watching with a light smile on his lips.
"Yinyin, pour some oil into the pot. We're about to start stir-frying," Aunt Ning suggested.
Qin Yin went to the crystal platform to find the oil bottle, lingering between the oil and soy sauce for a while. Nan Sichen finally couldn't stand to watch any longer, walked in, his long fingers clasping the oil bottle, preparing to pour the oil into the pot.
Qin Yin opened her eyes wide at Nan Sichen, "Hey, why are you in the kitchen? Quick, get out, get out."
As she said this, she seized the oil bottle from Nan Sichen's hand and pushed him out of the kitchen.
