Xiaoxiao started the fire earlier.

Lin Ziyan smiled and shook her head, saying helplessly, "Okay."

Fangjie was curious about how they made candied sweet potatoes, so she followed them into the kitchen.

Lin Ziyan first poured oil into the pot, then coated the sweet potatoes with flour, and waited for the oil to heat up.

Put a chopstick into the oil to test the oil temperature.

"How do you tell the oil temperature? I remember when I was on a cruise ship, the chefs had thermometers or something." Fangjie looked at her putting down her chopsticks, completely bewildered.

She can only eat, not cook.

Song Yi said she had no talent for cooking at all and was born to be a rich young lady.

"Look, these chopsticks are full of bubbles, which means the oil temperature is just right," Lin Ziyan said, pointing to the chopsticks.

First, deep-fry the sweet potatoes, then caramelize the sugar.

In the past, when Lin Ziyan was in a hurry to caramelize sugar, she would burn it.

After several attempts, I finally mastered the trick to caramelizing sugar.

"It smells so good..." Fangjie swallowed.

I watched her pour the sugar into the pot and stir it, my eyes glued to her.

Fangjie was still completely bewildered when a plate of candied sweet potatoes was plated up.

Too fast…

"Eat it while it's hot. I'll make double-skin milk pudding now, it'll be quick." Lin Ziyan placed the plate on the small table next to her.

"Xiaoxiao, you go over there too, I'll start the fire myself."

The aroma wafted from the house, and everyone passing by the Lin family's backyard took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and quickly left.

Old Party Secretary Lin took a few puffs of his cigarette, smelled the aroma, and knew it was fried sweet potatoes; he felt a strong urge to try them.

He suddenly realized that the smoke from the bamboo pipe didn't smell good anymore; the Lin family was probably making candied sweet potatoes again.