Lin Zhao was the most textbook example of a genius Lin Yu had ever met.
Although many of Lin Zhao's memories had become somewhat hazy, and she had clearly concealed herself to some extent in the years that followed—even though, in the eyes of the secular world, many of her actions already counted as "unusual"—
Lin Yu knew that this was the result of Lin Zhao hiding her edge.
In Lin Yu's view, Lin Zhao was not merely good at cooking. He knew very well that as long as his elder sister wanted to, she could do almost anything in the world, and excel at almost anything in the world.
Learning ability, comprehension, memory... These most basic abilities required for mastering other skills were practically all perfect scores for Lin Zhao.
And Lin Zhao's genius went beyond that.
When it came to carrying out a specific task and using a specific skill, how would Lin Zhao's "talent" reveal itself?
The answer was actually quite simple.
Take "cooking," for example...
As long as Lin Zhao wanted to, she could clearly recognize the "optimal solution" every time she prepared a dish.
Impossibly precise, nearly perfect timing and proportions—when to turn on the heat for these shellfish, how long to cook them, when to add the seasonings, how much to add, what temperature to maintain...
Even an expert most skilled at preparing the dish could only give a "rough and vague" answer to these details.
After all... the ingredients weighed different amounts each time and had different levels of freshness. Even the quality of the water used to make the broth could vary, causing subtle differences in every variable.
But...
Lin Zhao could rely on instinct to "optimize" and adjust even these details, aiming to achieve the optimal result.
Although Lin Yu could