Wen Nuan took out a small notebook and jotted down the cooking steps. Her mother, a homemaker for over twenty years, was originally a pampered young lady but had honed her culinary skills after marriage. While they typically hired hourly help for household cleaning, her mother personally handled all the cooking, as she loved preparing meals for her husband and daughters.
Her cooking skills were absolutely top-notch, truly exceptional, comparable to a five-star chef.
"You child, don't just stand there getting in the way."
"I want to learn!" Wen Nuan pouted. She had also learned to cook from her mother and taken cooking classes, but her skills were far from her mother's.
"Learn what? Just tell Mom what you want to eat, and she'll make it for you. Do you need to learn?" Her mother laughed. "Besides, you don't really like cooking anyway. If it weren't for Fang Liucheng, you wouldn't have gone to those cooking classes. Go to the living room; dinner will be ready soon."
