45 The Tip of the Iceberg?

"Don't worry, go!"

After all, the two of them had not been down for long. It seemed that he had only failed one dish. There were still quite a lot of ingredients left. Xu Wenping began to operate.

At first, Su Yurou was a little surprised when she saw Mother Xu walk out of the kitchen. Then, the two girls gathered at the kitchen door and revealed shocked expressions.

"Auntie… Was Wenping's culinary skills so good since he was young?"

"This... I don't know either."

A kitchen knife fluttered in Xu Wenping's hand, as if it had grown on his hand. The simple dishes were so smooth and silky when moved.

Whether it was the combination of the materials or the control of the fire, the two women were a little speechless.