Philip's dessert workshop.
Philip's change of expression was quite a sight.
After tasting Li Wei's Corn Tart, Philip put down his fork, and the look in his eyes had completely changed when he turned to Li Wei.
Now he looked at him with genuine admiration, as one professional regarded another of equal skill.
Philip marveled, "To make a dessert like this at your age... I underestimated you!"
His voice became sincere and full of emotion.
"I was too quick to judge."
"I was too quick to judge."
Philip was so moved that he repeated himself.
He shook his head, a warm smile spreading across his plump face. "This Corn Tart is beautifully made!"
He stepped closer and enthusiastically took Li Wei's hand. "Forget being a Pokémon Breeding master-you're a dessert expert in disguise!"
His voice brimmed with the excitement of discovering a treasure. "With skills like these, you can't possibly be doing this as a casual hobby!"
For a moment, Li Wei couldn't quite process Philip's change in attitude. Wasn't that a little too fast?
Arrogant at first, respectful afterward-almost laughable?
Not quite. Philip simply hadn't believed him; he hadn't made things difficult for Li Wei.
While Li Wei was making the dessert, Philip hadn't stood there criticizing him. He had simply watched.
"You're too kind, Mr. Philip."
Li Wei smiled gently. "I simply respect the ingredients' natural flavors, understand them, and then use the right methods to bring out their best."
That was also Li Wei's approach to cooking.
"Well said!"
Philip gave Li Wei's arm a hearty pat and said excitedly, "That's what matters most in our line of work! Do you cook too?"
His pride as a dessert maker had completely melted away, replaced by overflowing enthusiasm.
"No, we need to have a proper talk. Don't leave