"Can."
Lin Sen nodded slightly, waved to Han Mei, and led her into the kitchen.
Then something astonishing happened to Lin Sen.
Although Han Mei dressed very fashionably, she was completely different from the women of later generations who never lifted a finger to do housework. She was skilled at everything from chopping vegetables to cooking, stir-frying, and stewing.
Clearly, she's cooked quite a lot before!
After all, she was quite quick to learn; Lin Sen only had to teach her once before Han Mei mastered it.
"Master Lin Sen, please have a taste."
After making four dishes—Spicy Tofu, Spicy Boiled Sliced Pork, Sliced Beef and Offal in Chili Sauce, and Spicy Rabbit Head—Han Mei looked at Lin Sen with burning eyes and boundless excitement.
Is the food she makes actually right?
We still need to see Lin Sen's evaluation!
"good."
"I'll give it a try."
Under Han Mei's expectant gaze, Lin Sen picked up his chopsticks and took a slice of Mapo Tofu.
Slowly put it into your mouth.
"Master."
"How about it!?"
Han Mei looked at Lin Sen with burning eyes, filled with excitement and anticipation.
"good."
Lin Sen swallowed the Mapo Tofu and looked at Han Mei with great appreciation.
This Han Mei, you really can't judge a book by its cover.
She looks very fashionable, not like a housewife.
But he has a talent for learning to cook.
It's truly amazing!
"Is that so?"
"Master Lin Sen, why don't you try a few of the others!"
Upon hearing Lin Sen's affirmation, Han Mei became extremely excited and pointed to the remaining spicy boiled pork slices, sliced beef and tripe in chili sauce, and spicy rabbit head: "Master Lin Sen, why don't you try these too?"
"Let's see if it tastes good."
"Was what I did right or wrong?!"
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