"Didn't I want to treat you to a meal? You wouldn't go out to eat with me, so I thought I'd use the same money to buy vegetables instead. It looks like buying groceries gets us more. If we went to a restaurant, a thousand yuan might only be enough for one meal."
Su Mengya still felt a little guilty. Chen Feng had tipped her 5,000 yuan, while she was only spending 1,000.
But it was not that Su Mengya was only willing to spend 1,000 yuan.
She was simply short on money.
Su Mengya was basically creating content for love, with barely any money in hand, and she had saved most of what she did have.
After all, her proper job was that of an office worker, while streaming was only a side gig. Streaming only brought her 1,000 yuan a month in income. No matter how you looked at it, it was difficult for her to spend 1,000 yuan on a single meal.
"Fine, then we'll have to ask Chef Su Mengya to properly show off her cooking skills. I hope you make something that satisfies me, or I'm going to laugh at you!"
Chen Feng said with a grin, unable to resist teasing her. Hearing that, Su Mengya paused as she cracked an egg, her face instantly flushing with embarrassment. This guy only knew how to tease her.
Su Mengya silently chopped the vegetables, then began stir-frying. Before long, she had made two dishes.
Chen Feng helped out beside her, washing vegetables one moment and helping chop them the next.
It had to be said that Chen Feng's knife skills were quite good, about on par with Su Mengya's. Of course, Su Mengya was still a little better—after all, she had already been considered a young cooking