“I know. Lan Yao just told me. I’ve also figured it out. Let the young people handle their own affairs.”
Grandma Li breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her like this: "That's good, that's good. I'll go back and cook then."
Grandma Yu stopped her: "What are you going back to cook? Eat here."
"That won't do."
"Why not? But first, let's see if Li Hao has gotten off work yet. If he has, we'll call him over too."
Seeing that her old friends had all said this, Grandma Li nodded helplessly: "Okay, then I'll go back and take a look first."
So, Grandma Li went home first.
Meanwhile, Lan Yao went to the kitchen and saw Gu Zixiao with his sleeves rolled up, carefully processing the mutton.
He sliced the mutton very thinly, and the pieces were all the same size, about the size of a palm.
Lan Yao: "I didn't expect you to have such good knife skills."
Gu Zixiao: "My knife skills are naturally quite good. If you weren't so fickle, changing what you want to eat for dinner, you would have experienced just how delicious my cooking really is."
Lan Yao raised an eyebrow: "Can't we experience it now?"
Gu Zixiao: "You can't experience it now. At most, you just put some salt in the mutton hot pot and then make some sesame sauce. The various ways to make sesame sauce are too simple and can't show my cooking skills at all."
Lan Yao: ...
"There are many kinds of soup bases for its pots and pans."
Gu Zixiao: "Really? How come I didn't know?"
Lan Yao: "...You can cook, right? How come you don't know? Don't you know that there are many different soup bases in Sichuan Province?"
Gu Zixiao: "Although I can cook, the person who taught me to cook didn't tell me what kind of soup base Sichuan-style pots have."
However, if I have the chance to go to Sichuan Province for a mission, I'll try it.
Lan Yao: "...Okay."
Not knowing what to say for a moment, they fell silent.
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