But Yang Guo knew.
Yang Guo's expression was clear, as if telling her, outside chefs facing Ding Ling are like nothing!
Since it is so.
How could Ding Ling, at such a young age, possess such extraordinary skills?
Baffled by having eaten such delicious food, what should she do in the future? Can she still eat the dishes made by her own Guo'er?!
She was deeply skeptical!
She was open and forthright, with nothing she couldn't express, so her thoughts and feelings were all visible on her face, in her eyes.
Yang Guo looked on, feeling extremely embarrassed:
"Auntie, I will work hard on my cooking skills in the future, striving to make them tastier."
Speaking of this.
He himself seemed to lack confidence, sighing in despair:
"I feel that even if I put in another hundred years of effort on cooking, I still wouldn't reach the divine level of skill like Ding Ling, the Kitchen God. After eating your food, eating the food made at home later.
