Song Song said with a smile, "Of course, go ahead!"
Qiao Yu smiled gracefully, nodded, and walked towards the kitchen door. As she reached the door, she turned around, noticing the girl’s keen interest in the dish, and couldn’t help but smirk.
Song Song looked at the dish in front of her, feeling amazed. She never expected Qiao Yu to be so skilled; such knife work didn’t seem like it was done by a girl.
But perhaps it was precisely because she was a girl that the dish was so delicate, looking pleasing to the eye.
I wonder how it tastes?
Then soone suddenly patted her shoulder, and Song Song turned around in surprise to see Qiao Yu already back, looking at her in confusion.
"Wh-what’s up?"
Song Song asked with a bit of guilt, wondering if she had been caught trying to sneak a taste.
Qiao Yu pointed at the dish, "Are you... wanting to taste it, or trying to make it yourself to help recover your mory faster?"
Song Song had indeed thought about tasting it, but trying to make it? That hadn’t crossed her mind...
"Do you think if I try making it, my mory will return?"
Qiao Yu’s eyes lit up, "How will you know if you don’t try? I’ve heard so people who lost mories slowly recover by doing things they used to like. I think it wouldn’t hurt to try! It’s not like you’ll lose anything, right?"
Song Song thought about it and agreed, it’s just a try, it’s not like she’d lose a piece of herself.
"Then I’ll give it a shot! Uh... do you have ti now to teach ?"
Qiao Yu glanced at the ti, "I have a little over an hour, just enough to enhance the dish’s flavor. Then I’ll go with Brother Jinghuai to see Mr. Di."
"Didn’t you say we were going tomorrow?"
Song Song rembered her saying that earlier.
Qiao Yu paused slightly, then said, "Upon thinking, it’s better to go shortly. If the dish tastes right, it won’t waste ti; what if Mr. Di decides to leave tomorrow?"
Song Song nodded lightly, "True."
"Alright! Let’s not waste ti and start quickly, or I won’t be on ti..."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Qiao Yu brought all the ingredients in front of Song Song and said, "Here, these are the ingredients needed for this dish, see if you recognize them all?"
Song Song looked at the items, and their nas, so aliases, and their roles in cooking flashed through her mind...
She was a bit surprised, wondering if Qiao Yu was right, could this really help her recover her mory faster?
Thinking of this, Song Song beca a bit excited, as if a tightly closed door was about to open, and soon she would rember everything—
Qiao Yu saw her engrossed in cooking and secretly moved the prepared "delicacy" a bit further away...
Then she deliberately shouted loudly, "Song Song, be careful."
Being too focused earlier, the sudden sound startled Song Song, making her turn abruptly, her elbow knocking the dish prepared for Mr. Di to the ground...
"Oh my god!"
Qiao Yu sighed, "Song Song, I told you to be careful, but still..."
Song Song was so scared she was stunned, looking at the ss on the floor, her heart pounded "Now, what do we do?"
"Can we make another one in ti? I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t notice earlier, and just..."
Qiao Yu imdiately crouched down to pick up the items from the floor, saying, "There’s no other choice, I’ll have to make it again, but it won’t taste as good as the previous one."
"Whether Mr. Di will be satisfied or not is now up to fate."
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