Jing Rui saw it was about time to stop teasing the old master Jing and his lips curled upward.
"Mm, I'm leaving... I have an appointment at home today. I need to get back early."
Hearing Jing Rui's nonchalant words, the old master Jing couldn't help but show disdain, "Can't you leave the Jing family's kitchen alone? The way you're learning to cook, a few dozen kitchens wouldn't be enough for the mess you make."
Jing Rui: "..."
Well, alright.
He reflected for a moment and realized that blindly pursuing cooking on his own was unrealistic.
The most practical solution would still be to find a reliable teacher to learn from properly.
So...
Jing Rui sought out a Michelin-starred chef.
Regarding cooking, Jing Rui admired himself for being able to persist for so long.
Perhaps, deep down, he also wanted to prove that what Fu Jingshen and Ji Yang could do for Gu Nian, he could do as well.
It was just...he and Gu Nian had missed the right timing.
