Meng Yuhuai listened in confusion, intoned solemnly, "What are you talking about? Where did that culinary skill of yours come from? I've always found it strange. According to Madam Hua's account, you were forced to busily toil in the kitchen because you were exploited by your elder brother, which might have taught you to make some ordinary dishes. However, how do you know so well what to do with those precious ingredients?"
"This..."
Hua Xiaomai secretly stuck out her tongue, knowing she had let the truth slip in her moment of excitement and lost her measure. She quickly gestured with her hands, "This can be discussed another day. I brought it up just to let you know that after enduring so much hardship, I don't solely wish to rely on my cooking skills to make a living; I want to do more with it. Everyone is telling me that I should head to the Provincial City to carve out a niche for myself, I..."
Before she could finish, Meng Yuhuai suddenly laughed, gently shaking his head.
