The Salted Fish's Killing Intent

Chapter 221

Life was full of disappointments.

For instance, Yang Xuan and He Meng had encountered an artist at this stage of their career and suddenly been hospitalized from the pressure.

Or Li Wenchuan cooking—every time he was full of confidence, only to be defeated by reality.

Jiang Hansheng tried to move that "urn"—the pot used for braised ribs. When he picked it up and looked, the bottom had not burned through like last time, but it was charred black all over, and some of its internal structure had been damaged. Clearly, it could not be used again.

Even sending it to housekeeping to be cleaned would only add to someone else's workload for nothing.

They were not that heartless, so Jiang Hansheng threw the pot away and sincerely told Li Wenchuan, "I understand your desire to create delicious food, but this is rather hard on the cookware. At this rate, we can both apply for lifetime memberships at an appliance store. We might even get banned from buying things."

Even appliances came with warranty periods. Who could withstand Li Wenchuan wrecking them like this?

They might as well not buy them. Buying them would only add sorrow to both the buyers and the sellers.

Li Wenchuan fell silent. "Really, there's no hope at all?"

Jiang Hansheng had the calm indifference of someone who had cast life and death aside. "Yu'an, nobody is perfect. Look, I can't cook either, so there's no need to force it."

He suddenly remembered that Li Wenchuan had been able to cook on that variety show. Back then, when Jiang Hansheng had gone to pick vegetables, Li Wenchuan had even said he had picked too few. That meant he had some foundation, so why was he always capable of creating a different kind of miracle