"Forget it, I'll do it!" Ye Feng was somewhat speechless. If Liu Sisi were to cook, Ye Feng seriously doubted whether she would turn perfectly good food into something lethal.
"Hehe," Liu Sisi giggled mischievously, swiftly putting down the knife and pulling on Ye Feng's hand, pleading in a low voice, "Then can I follow you and learn to cook?"
"Alright! Just don't mess things up." Ye Feng let go of Liu Sisi's delicate hand, tied on an apron, and agreed to her request.
"Don't worry! I have a high talent, I will learn quickly," Liu Sisi chirped, nodding vigorously as she bragged like a self-promoting veggie vendor. Seeing that Ye Feng wasn't paying her any attention, she finally quieted down.
Carrots, corn, and a hen—Ye Feng planned to make a chicken soup with these three ingredients, as Liu Yajing was injured and needed nourishment.
