After tasting the dishes, Nan Chu said, "The twice-cooked pork and fish-flavored shredded pork were made by Si Junyan, and the corn rib soup and shredded pork were made by Jiang Han."
Both Jiang Han and Si Junyan were a bit surprised.
"How did you guess?" Si Junyan curiously asked.
"The taste."
"That's impressive."
Halfway through their meal, Zhuo Han came downstairs and saw the three of them having lunch.
There was a slight dissatisfaction on his face, wondering why they didn't call for anyone else to join.
Zhuo Han wasn't shy and sat down next to Nan Chu.
"Why didn't you call us when you were having lunch?" Zhuo Han asked.
[That's because these two peacocks spreading their tails were cooking for Nan Chu.]
[Hahaha, I suddenly want to laugh.]
[Guess how these two flashy peacocks will respond.]
Jiang Han: "I cooked it for Nan Chu, so why would I call you?"
Si Junyan: "I have feelings for Nan Chu, so I cooked for her. Sorry, we didn't call you."
Zhuo Han: "..."
