Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In other words, Lin Wanwan couldn’t compare to her.
“Yu Mansen?” Ai Ying smiled and didn’t say anything.
Fu Wanyi’s lips curved up slightly.
If she didn’t remember wrongly, Yu Mansen had asked to see Ai Ying for a month consecutively, wanting her to accept him as her apprentice.
As Lin Wanwan’s die-hard fan who’d always supported her unconditionally, Ruan Baoer suggested, “Why don’t Sister Ball make the braised pork ball dish as well? We can do a taste test, then make a judgment. It’ll be clear who the winner is then!”
Lin Wanwan was speechless. Why were they competing out of the blue?
“Ok!”
Before Lin Wanwan could say anything, Feng Xiaowei nodded. Lin Wanwan could only enter the kitchen.
After a while, the people in the dining room could hear the sound of meat being chopped.
Half an hour later, Lin Wanwan served a plate of braised pork balls out.
Feng Xiaowei took a look, and the expression on her face perfectly conveyed “there’s only that much to it.”
She didn’t say this out loud and only smiled proudly. She greeted, “Everyone, try this. Even if Ms. Lin’s culinary skills are just ordinary, we can’t let her kind intentions down.”
Ruan Baoer could hear the sarcasm in her words and immediately picked up her chopsticks.
“I’ll try first.”
She picked up a braised pork ball that Lin Wanwan had made and chewed twice. She immediately squinted her eyes with happiness.
“Wow! This is delicious! Sister Ball, I haven’t tried your dishes in a while. How did your culinary skills improve so much? I want another one!”
Ruan Baoer instantly swept half the plate away. Thankfully, Lu Zhanbei was sharp-eyed and agile. He snatched a few braised pork balls and placed them in his bowl.
Ai Ying tried one as well and looked at Lin Wanwan appreciatively.
“Not bad. You’ve mastered the essence.”
Lin Wanwan gave her a sloppy smile. Fu Wanyi looked at the ball that Lu Zhanbei had picked up for her and took a bite.
Lin Wanwan looked at her expectant eyes. “Auntie, is it nice?”
Fu Wanyi thought of how Ai Ying had immediately cut off her previous evaluation of Feng Xiaowei’s cooking previously. As such, she said, “Ok.”
Feng Xiaowei’s ugly expression eased a little. Instead, Ai Ying smiled coldly. “Indeed, age is catching up. Even her taste buds have become strange.”
Lin Wanwan was afraid that they would quarrel and hurriedly smoothed things over. “We should try Ms. Feng’s skills now.”
Ruan Baoer picked up a braised pork ball. She didn’t rush to eat it and just sized it up in disdain.
Feng Xiaowei saw that Lu Zhanbei didn’t move his chopsticks. After struggling for a while, she used the common chopsticks to pick up a braised pork ball and placed it in his bowl.
“Zhanbei, I’ve trained my culinary skills hard for the past year. Others may not try it, but you have to. After all…”
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanwan felt disgusted.
Feng Xiaowei was just short of saying that she had trained her culinary skills hard because of Lu Zhanbei.
Fu Wanyi frowned. She couldn’t stop a person who wanted to humiliate herself.
Lu Zhanbei didn’t have a chance to say anything because Ruan Baoer, who had eaten the braised pork ball, suddenly made a strange noise.
Shortly after, she spit out the food residue from her mouth.
“Spit…”
As she was coincidentally sitting opposite Feng Xiaowei, the fine residue was immediately sprayed on Feng Xiaowei’s face.
Lin Wanwan was shocked.
Feng Xiaowei was shocked as well. She actually forgot to react.
“Ah! Sorry, sorry!”
As Ruan Baoer wiped her mouth, she casually took a dining towel and wiped Feng Xiaowei’s face with it. She used a lot of force, as if trying to wipe a layer of her skin away. However, her actions appeared flustered.
