After work that afternoon.
"Back already, First Master?" Yi Zhonghai strode into the compound, covered in dust from the road.
Everyone greeted him politely.
Once they were home, First Aunt pulled him aside as though she had some earth-shattering secret to share, looking utterly mysterious.
"What's going on?" Yi Zhonghai looked completely baffled.
Then, First Aunt brought out the leftover dishes from lunch and set them before Yi Zhonghai.
"Old Yi, have a taste."
"Aren't these just leftovers from lunch? What's so special about them? Did your cooking improve?"
"Hurry up and taste it. You'll know once you do."
"So mysterious." Yi Zhonghai shook his head with a smile, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a mouthful of greens, and put them into his mouth.
At first, there was nothing remarkable about it. It tasted ordinary, no different from usual.
But after chewing a few bites, he froze.
Then he stared at First Aunt with wide eyes.
"Not bad! Your cooking really has improved! This tastes so satisfying."
"Hey, Old Yi, I didn't cook this."
"Oh? Did a master chef come to the house?"
"I'm telling you, we've found a treasure! Guess who cooked it."
"There isn't anyone else in the house, though?"
Suddenly, he thought of Chi Yu and froze again.
"You mean..."
"That's right. Who would've thought Wang Cheng had such skills?"
"It really was him?"
The first aunt nodded.
"I'm telling you, around lunchtime, Wang Cheng went into the kitchen and said he wanted to help. At first, I refused no matter what."
"In the end, I had no choice but to let him stir-fry this plate of greens. I figured it would be wasted even if it turned out badly, but who knew..."
Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed upon hearing that.
"Right, where's Wang Cheng?" Yi Zhonghai looked