Fu Yu spoke until his mouth was dry. Finally, he sighed with relief, casually twisted open a Hong Guduo beverage bottle cap, took a swig, and refreshed his throat.
The drink was sweet and sour, with a slightly bitter aftertaste.
Fu Yu's mouth felt parched, but after a sip, his throat felt incredibly comfortable.
He happily took another two sips, letting out a long sigh of relief in his heart.
Refreshing...
Actually, when Liu Yunong was cooking earlier, he had already held back a stomach full of words.
After all, knowing there's a better way to cook but having to watch someone else go through it clumsily is truly frustrating.
Now that he got it all out in one go, it was so satisfying!
Liu Yunong was dumbfounded.
Although what Fu Yu said wasn't very pleasant, on closer inspection, one had to admit, he had a point.
If given attention and addressed, it could truly be beneficial to her.
To reach her current level, in terms of culinary skills, she could grasp things with a hint.
