Sometimes, good food did not need to be overly flashy. Plain and restrained, only when it entered the mouth could one savor the ultimate flavor hidden beneath its unassuming exterior.
Of course, that did not mean dishes so dazzling they nearly blinded the eye were wrong. They were simply two different paths, with no right or wrong between them.
Just like the Buddha and Wu Tian—was there an absolute right or wrong between the two of them?
"Big Sis is amazing!" Yao Ziyue exclaimed, her gaze toward Yao Ziyan brimming with admiration. It was probably the sort of reverence a younger sister held for her elder sister, as if the other party could do anything.
Yao Ziyan smiled softly. "Do you want to learn?"
Yao Ziyue thought seriously for a moment, then pointed at herself. "Are you sure you can teach me?"
Talent was actually rather important at certain times. Many things could not be learned simply because one wanted to learn them.
"You don't believe me?" Yao Ziyan lifted her teacup and took a sip of cold tea. With no milk tea available, she could only use cold tea as a substitute for now. It was still tea, and the taste was somewhat similar.
"I believe you, I believe you. But it's too troublesome. I don't want to learn." Yao Ziyue's attitude was extremely firm.
Liking delicious food and liking to make delicious food were two entirely different hobbies. There was no inevitable connection between them.
Luo Chuan said nothing, quietly spacing out nearby.
"By the way, didn't the boss say he was going to write tonight?" Yao Ziyan's attention quickly settled on Luo Chuan. She remembered what had happened during the day very clearly.
"Did I?" Luo Chuan came back to himself and casually asked in return.
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