Qi Lin had stored quite a few ingredients in his Soul Tool, so he casually showed off a little in the dormitory.
That little display instantly conquered Ning Rongrong, who had grown up eating all sorts of delicacies.
Even Zhu Zhuqing, who came from an equally distinguished background, ended up with her mouth full of grease. Though she did not cry out in amazement like Ning Rongrong, the unceasing movement of her chopsticks said it all.
"Oh my god, Brother Qi Lin, whoever marries you in the future will be incredibly lucky."
Ning Rongrong gazed at Qi Lin with sparkling eyes.
Now she had one more reason to lure Qi Lin back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Yet, hearing Ning Rongrong's praise, Qi Lin merely shrugged and said, "Actually, when Xiao Wu and I studied at Nuoding Academy, aside from the first two or three years, Xiao Wu handled most of the cooking afterward."
The moment those words came out, not only Ning Rongrong, but even Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.
Xiao Wu could cook?
Seeing the disbelief written all over their faces, Xiao Wu gave an unhappy snort. "What kind of expressions are those?"
"You don't believe I can cook?"
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing nodded in unison.
Qi Lin smiled. "Then you guessed wrong. Xiao Wu really can cook, and she's no worse than an ordinary master chef."
After all, he had taught Xiao Wu her cooking skills.
Back at Nuoding Academy, Xiao Wu had been greedy for good food and constantly pestered Qi Lin to cook for her.
How could Qi Lin keep indulging her?
So he simply taught Xiao Wu how to cook and made her responsible for meals from then on, while he became a pampered young master, holding out his hands when clothes