"Impressive." Mei Yingxue smiled lightly, "I don't have any cooking experience, so I followed the recipe precisely."
"Yes, I can tell. You followed every step strictly according to the recipe," Lin Ning remarked with a mature air, taking on the stance of a senior mentor as she guided her. "But the problem with this recipe is that the author used a professional chef's stove, and our home kitchen's gas stove doesn't reach that level of heat."
"So anytime the book mentions medium heat or high heat, you need to add a bit more to make sure the heat is sufficient."
"I see." Mei Yingxue bowed in appreciation. "I hope I can learn more from you in the future."
"No need to be so formal," Lin Ning waved her hand, saying, "Your willingness to learn is enough."
Seeing Mei Yingxue manage to get Lin Ning's approval, Zhao Yuanzhen felt a bit rattled, as if her things were being taken away, and quickly sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and murmured:
