Twenty minutes later, dinner started.

The pheasant mushroom soup, stewed with spiritual spring water and added with ginger and pepper, is so delicious that it will make your teeth fall apart.

After dinner...

"Xiao Luo, your craftsmanship is really good!"

Deputy Political Commissar Chen Xin is a real college student cadre. It was the first time he had tasted such delicious pheasant soup, and he couldn't help but praise it.

Luo Yunqing said with a smile: "Deputy Political Commissar Chen, this is not my cooking. This chicken soup was made by my sister."

ah?

Deputy Political Commissar Chen opened his mouth and said, "Comrade Xiao Wang, you are really amazing."

"Not only is he a good singer, he also has excellent skills. This kid Liu Dajiang has suffered a great loss!"

Everyone: “…”

[You see through it but don't say it, Deputy Political Commissar. You're really hitting that kid Liu Dajiang in the gut!]

With a pot of pheasant soup, Wang Ruhua became famous again.

After several leaders told Wang Ruhua about this, their families came one after another to learn cooking from her.

"Sisters-in-law, it's actually very simple. The pheasant has a fishy smell, so we need to remove it first."

"I'm telling you, as long as you follow these steps and add this mushroom powder we made, you can definitely make delicious chicken soup."

In order to help her sisters-in-law learn the skills, Wang Ruhua taught them very seriously.

While she was talking, she also demonstrated. In the end, all the leaders' wives left satisfied.

Of course, they didn't know that without the spiritual spring water, it would be impossible to make such delicious pheasant soup.

In the end, they could only sigh that cooking skills really depend on talent!

Of course, this is a later story.