Cao Guixiang glanced at Qin Huai's little movements and smiled without saying a word.
Qin Huai started slicing yam, which was obviously more challenging than the basic task of slicing radish. However, slicing the yam into pieces created a certain difficulty that made Qin Huai feel it was manageable.
Without hesitation, Qin Huai's knife moved swiftly, and soon the kitchen was filled with the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables.
Cao Guixiang watched with a smile as Qin Huai finished slicing the yam. When he was done, she said, "A bit thick; it'd be better if you could slice it thinner."
Qin Huai gave a learner's smile and arranged the yam slices on a plate, handing it to Cao Guixiang.
Cao Guixiang heated the oil in the wok.
Added the yam.
Sizzling, she stirred fry.
What seemed like casual stir-frying.
