Sato Saori made two dishes in total.
One was pan-fried matsutake mushrooms, and the other was matsutake chicken soup.
She unexpectedly found a small free-range chicken left by the landlord in the refrigerator, so she didn't hesitate and directly used it for the soup.
The rich aroma wafting in the air was exactly from the chicken soup.
It had not only the fragrance of chicken but also the unique taste of matsutake mushrooms.
Seeing Sato Saori cooking so deftly and swiftly, Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh, "Wow, I never realized it before, but now I know your cooking skills are no less than mine!"
Sato Saori rolled her eyes, "Come off it, my cooking skills have always been better than yours!"
The two bickered a bit, then the dishes were ready and served on the table outside.
Tasting the delicious matsutake, Ling Feng praised as he ate, then said, "I used to only hear about it, but now I know this thing is so delicious. When we have more, we must share it with everyone!"
