"Not bad," Zhang Xingrong nodded. It had to be said that after this period of practice, Lu Ran's cooking skills had improved a lot. The bracken was tender and delicious, and the bacon was fried perfectly without being too dry or tough.
Lu Ran grinned widely, looking very happy: "It's delicious, eat more."
"Did you make all these?" Zhang Xingrong looked at the table and saw that apart from two chicken feet and mouth-watering chicken, there were five or six dishes left.
"No, the four of us each made a dish, and I made two." Lu Ran said.
Zhang Xingrong pointed ahead and asked, "Did Huo Chenglin make the stewed chicken with mushrooms?"
It doesn't look like the southern cuisine here, so you can tell at a glance.
"Yes," Lu Ran gave him a disdainful look, but ate some mushrooms, "It's not as delicious as my cooking."
Huo Chenglin glanced at Bai Luran next to him and said, "How dare you say such a thing? You need guidance when cooking, but I don't need any guidance when making chicken and mushroom stew!"
"That one isn't as delicious as mine." Lu Ran said shamelessly.
Huo Chenglin was unhappy: "Impossible, sister-in-law, try it and see which one is better, mine or his?"
Zhang Xingrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Were these two men so childish that they even wanted to compete in cooking? "Can you guys be a little more mature? What's the point of this?"
"Interesting, sister-in-law, try it and tell us whose dish is better?" Huo Chenglin pressed on. "I've been able to make chicken and mushroom stew since I was a child, so it can't be bad. He needs Sister Lin's guidance when he cooks, so it's definitely not good."
"You're talking nonsense," Lu Ran turned around and said, "It must be because I made it delicious, right?"
"Mm, delicious." Zhang Xingrong thought the two would fight. "Each one is delicious in its own way."
"Then who cooks better?" Lu Ran persisted.
Huo Chenglin didn't intend to just leave it at that: "Sister-in-law, speak boldly, don't be afraid."
It's endless, isn't it? Zhang Xingrong rolled her eyes at them and said, "I think my cooking is the best. Don't argue with me."
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It seemed to be true. Everyone was enjoying her cooking, whether it was the mouth-watering chicken, the hot and sour chicken feet, or the snail and chicken feet stew. Everyone thought it was fresh and delicious. In contrast, stir-fried bracken with meat or stewed chicken with mushrooms seemed more common and less appealing.
Never mind, they were convinced by this, after all, the food she cooked was indeed delicious.
"I also think Rongya's cooking is the most delicious. My favorite is the snail. It's so tender, fresh, spicy and fragrant!" Yang Lihua was so busy eating that she ignored Zhu Hui.
The snails in spring and summer are really delicious and big. They taste even better than fried ones! Their stew is spicier than the ones at the old folks place and much more delicious.
Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Zhu Hui handed her some water and reminded her, "Drink more water and eat less spicy food, or you'll have stomach upset again tonight."
She didn't quite understand her cousin's constitution. She liked spicy food, and while she didn't feel much while eating it, she got diarrhea afterwards. But she loved eating it, so there was nothing she could do.
"Thank you, cousin." Yang Lihua smiled, drank some water and continued to eat the snails.
Lin Zi, who was standing nearby, also tried his best and was particularly attentive: "Er Tao, I'll pick out the meat for you, you eat it!"
Luo Ertao refused: "I'll do it by myself, you eat yours, I don't need your help."
How embarrassing! Everyone is eating by themselves, but she is the only one who gets treated specially. It's so awkward.
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