They entered the room, and Bai Zheng's stomach made a gurgling noise, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.
Xiao Han, however, understood and responded with a smile, heading straight into the kitchen. It wasn't long before two dishes and a soup were brought out, and there was still some leftover rice from before.
"That was fast?" Bai Zheng was surprised. After all, Xiao Han had been in the room for less than ten minutes.
"I used some special techniques, Uncle should know about inner strength, right? It has many uses." Xiao Han didn't try to hide it.
The speed of his cooking was indeed closely related to his inner strength.
"Is it edible?" Bai Zheng looked at the food with some skepticism.
Xiao Han was speechless and chose not to respond.
