Just as Lan Mengqin and Di Qiu'er were politely deferring to each other, a pair of chopsticks had already landed in the mush Dong Qianqiu had made.
Everyone froze for a moment. Lan Mengqin and Di Qiu'er looked over, while Dong Qianqiu, who had been looking down, also raised her head in surprise and stared at him.
Chen Ming simply picked up a piece with his chopsticks and ate it. Seeing this, Dong Qianqiu immediately panicked and hurried to stop him.
"Don't eat it! Chen Ming, don't eat any more. Let's throw it away."
She stepped forward and grabbed him, but Chen Ming paid no attention and kept eating. Seeing this, Lan Mengqin and Di Qiu'er exchanged a glance.
Maybe it looked bad, but tasted all right? The two of them picked up their chopsticks and took a bite.
Watching Chen Ming eat so quickly, a glimmer of hope appeared in Dong Qianqiu's eyes.
But as soon as Lan Mengqin and Di Qiu'er swallowed their first bites, an explosive taste flooded their mouths. Lan Mengqin's face instantly turned pale. She covered her mouth and hurried out of the kitchen.
Di Qiu'er spat the mush straight out, her delicate features twisting in disgust. Seeing this, Dong Qianqiu froze.
But in the moment she was distracted, Chen Ming had already finished eating. He stood up, patted her on the shoulder, and said:
"You damaged the fish while scaling it, and you didn't drain the blood properly, so it's a bit fishy. You also used too little oil and water, so the fish stuck to the pan. And you added too much soy sauce and salt, so the flavor's a little too strong."
"Was I really that bad?"
Hearing his critique, Dong Qianqiu lowered her head, looking deeply discouraged.
"It was bad, but