First, let's not worry about the taste. At least it looks good; the presentation is delicate, and the aroma is enticing.
Liew Menglu laughed coldly, "I thought you were making some gourmet dish, just frying a piece of steak and a sausage. Is there any skill in that?"
"Then don't eat it."
Qiao Lei handed the knife and fork to Shen Yuan, "Senior, have a taste."
"How about Jinghan tries it first?"
Shen Yuan was worried it might be a culinary disaster.
The guinea pig, Long Jinghan, sat down, cut a piece of steak and then a piece of egg with the knife, forked it into her mouth, chewed it, and then nodded while covering her small mouth.
"It's okay."
Shen Yuan, no longer worried, tried two pieces himself and nodded, "Not bad."
Qiao Lei showed a satisfied smile, "See, I told you I have talent."
Hehe... Liew Menglu held back her urge to critique, thinking to herself that frying steak, being a basic skill, gave her a kind of misplaced confidence.
Where do you get that courage from?
