"Eh? Little Zhongzi, your coffee-making technique is quite good. Did you study it?"
Xiang Wenxin was quite curious, her expression rather exaggerated, and quite playful.
After such a long time apart, she was still the same, unchanged in the least.
Liu Zhizhong smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I studied it a bit, did some research, it feels not bad, right?"
"Yeah, it's indeed not bad, something special, quite a bit more..."
"Ha, thanks for the compliment. Here, want to try the taste?"
"Sure, sure..."
"..."
Like this, the luxurious helicopter was flying steadily, neither fast nor slow. The two chatted and laughed, made Western dishes, drank coffee, and talked, feeling pretty good.
Of course, Liu Zhizhong also learned Western cuisine from Xiang Wenxin. There were so many intricacies involved.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Wenxin's research on Western cuisine surpassed her research on Chinese cuisine.
Liu Zhizhong studied attentively, gaining a lot of insight, and eventually sighed!
