Jiang Yu said with a smile, "Of course it's true, you all have to remember to come when the time comes."
"Definitely, so many people want to eat the dishes you make, Jiang Yu, but can't get them. We're in for a treat this time."
Another girl walked over, blinking her eyes at Jiang Yu, and asked curiously,
"Jiang Yu, since we're classmates, can you tell me, how did you learn to cook? You're even better than those chefs who have been cooking for decades!"
"Don't say that, those chefs are way better than me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu waved his hands continuously and said with a smile,
"The main thing is that the dishes in several of the school cafeterias don't taste that good, so my cooking just seems better in comparison.
All in all, it's just 'picking a general from the short ones'."
"Tsk tsk, Jiang Yu, you sure are better at talking now than before."
