Sheng Yan's indifferent voice came with its own central air conditioning, and everyone couldn't help but calm down, listening as he continued to talk about what dishes could be made with tomatoes.
At the end, he added a sentence: "I'm not a professional chef, and I know very few recipes, please excuse me."
Luo Zhiqing shook his head: "No, no, you're much better compared to me, who knows nothing except how to eat."
Yi Jiaheng also shook his head: "Much better than me, who's only half-baked. Come on, let's pick some tomatoes. How many should we pick?"
Sheng Yan pondered for a while, "We can't finish the tomatoes; we can save them for tomorrow. There are six of us, let's pick seventeen or eighteen for now."
"Alright!"
After picking the tomatoes, this group aimed for the melons: cucumbers, luffas, pumpkins... Nature has left humanity with so many vegetables to stir-fry and eat, and each one has multiple ways to prepare it.
