C27 I Have Never Eaten Such Delicious Tofu Before!

"Oh?"

The affable middle-aged leader inquired with curiosity, "Yang, who knew you had such talent?"

"Are we in for a treat today?"

Even Su Qiuxia glanced over, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes.

Yang Ling frowned slightly at this. He couldn't cook to save his life, and this woman was obviously setting him up to embarrass himself in front of the leader!

Her tactics were downright malicious!

The leader had put him on the spot, and while the old Yang Ling might have been at a loss, the current Yang Ling rose to his feet with a smile and said, "Please, everyone, just give me a moment. I'll go and prepare the meal!"

At these words, Yang Ling's parents exchanged a knowing look. No one knew their son better than they did.

Yang Ling had barely set foot in the kitchen his whole life. How could he possibly whip up a tasty meal?

Yang Ling's mother moved to assist, but the leader chuckled, "Let's leave the kitchen work to the younger ones."

"Su, Yang has been a great help to you. Why don't you lend him a hand today?"

Su Qiuxia paused, momentarily taken aback. Yang Ling's capture of the robber had earned her commendations and an impending promotion; she had been looking for a way to thank her colleague.

Plus, she was curious to see how this master of Taiji would fare in the kitchen. She agreed and made her way to the kitchen.

Seeing Yang Ling actually heading to cook, Third Aunt's scheming face broke into a sly grin.

Inside the kitchen, Yang Ling surveyed the array of ingredients before him, a smile playing at his lips. He grasped the chef's knife from the chopping board and got to work.

"Ding! Culinary mastery skill activated."

With the System's prompt, Yang Ling's hands moved in a blur, swiftly slicing through a wintermelon. Su Qiuxia watched, her mouth agape in astonishment.

Yang Ling's knife skills were mesmerizing; his rapid movements blurred the slices into uniform perfection, as if each piece were machine-crafted, leaving one in disbelief.

Su Qiuxia was astonished to find that the sound of the kitchen knife rhythmically striking the chopping board had a mesmerizing quality, almost intoxicating in its cadence.

For a master chef, every action, whether it's prepping ingredients or the act of cooking itself, is an art form—a visual feast.

Staring at Yang Ling in a trance, Su Qiuxia realized she was of no help whatsoever. She didn't even dare to speak, fearing that her voice would shatter the enchanting rhythm and ruin a masterpiece.

Moments later, as the sizzle of stir-frying began, the aroma of the dishes wafted through the room, igniting a craving for a taste.

The room's occupants chatted in fits and starts, but their minds were elsewhere, each person covertly swallowing saliva in anticipation...

Half an hour later, gazing at the table laden with aromatic dishes, the head leader discreetly swallowed and chuckled, "Yang, you're truly remarkable—not only can you catch bandits, but you also possess such impressive culinary skills!"

"Well then, I shall be the first to sample your handiwork!"

With that, the leader picked up a piece of tofu skin and, upon tasting it, paused in mild surprise. His eyes then narrowed, and a look of sheer pleasure spread across his face.

After savoring the flavor, he noticed everyone at the table watching him. The amiable leader turned to Yang Ling and said earnestly, "In all my life, I've never tasted tofu as delicious as this!"

The others inhaled sharply. For the leader to make such a statement, it was clear that the dishes before them were truly exceptional culinary masterpieces.