"I only like eating, I don't like cooking." Fatty Li pressed on, "Seriously, when did you learn this cooking skill?"
"Well...maybe I just have a talent for cooking. I figured it out on my own," Yu Hui said.
Upon hearing this, Fatty Li gasped.
Among the chef friends he knew, most of them took two or three years to become qualified chefs after systematic training.
If you go to work as an apprentice in a restaurant, the timeframe is uncertain.
It can take anywhere from three to five years, or even seven or eight years, or more than ten years...
He learned all of this from his chef friends.
Fatty Li looked up at Yu Huiming's clear jawline and high nose bridge.
Suddenly, the person in front of me seems like a complete stranger...
But as soon as Yu Hui spoke, that sense of familiarity immediately returned.
"What, you seem surprised," Yu Hui said with a smile.
"Of course! Your cooking is so delicious, yet I've never tasted it even once!" Fatty Li said, pouting.
He never expected this.
The master chef is right beside you!
After a moment's hesitation, Fatty Li asked:
"Seriously, when are you going to treat me to a meal? My mouth is watering just looking at this plate of stir-fried green beans and minced meat that you made."
After saying that, he swallowed hard.
Upon seeing this, Yu Hui burst into laughter.
"Fatty, after all these years, you're still so hopeless. You can't resist food every time you see it!"
"You don't know anything! People who love food usually love life very much!"
After chatting for a while, when Yu Hui was about to stir-fry the bok choy, Fatty Li obediently shut up...
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