"Now you know to be afraid? It's already too late." Seeing Ye Feng surrender, Liu Sisi thought Ye Feng was scared and showed a triumphant expression on her face.
"Be decent... put down the garlic scapes first. If you spoil them, what will I use for cooking?" Ye Feng didn't care about getting hit, what he cared most about was the fate of the garlic scapes.
"I'm so mad at you, I won't help you anymore." Stomping her feet in frustration, Liu Sisi put down the garlic scapes and ran out.
"Better not to have help than hindrance." Ye Feng muttered gloomily and then began cleaning up the vegetables that Liu Sisi had left in a mess.
With Liu Sisi gone from the kitchen, Ye Feng's movements sped up, and he chopped the vegetables quickly.
After chopping the vegetables, Ye Feng took some rice, rinsed it, put it into the rice cooker, added the right amount of water, closed the lid, plugged it in, and pressed the switch—all in one fluid motion, obviously experienced in cooking rice...
