"You don't know how?" Qin Xiang asked, fully aware of the answer.
Qin Mei raised an eyebrow and shot a sidelong glance at Qin Xiang, who was teasing her. She puffed out her chest and said stubbornly, "Of course I do. Who says I don't?"
Watching Qin Mei put on a brave front, Qin Xiang suppressed a laugh and said with a straight face, "You're right. Cooking is such a simple task, any fool can do it."
Qin Mei's grip on the spatula tightened. 'I really don't know how. Does that make me dumber than a fool?' So that Qin Xiang wouldn't look down on her, Qin Mei was determined to see this through today, no matter how difficult.
She had watched Jie Jingchen cook, and she had watched the second auntie cook. Mimicking their movements, she stirred the pot with the spatula.
