C1011 I'm giving you a memorial service

"Tsk, who wants you to be an ox or a horse? You don't even know how to cook." Zhang Mingyue curled her lips.

Ling Feiyu was embarrassed, these trivial matters were indeed not her forte, she knew nothing about cooking, and watching Zhang Mingyue cook was like a magic trick.

"I can learn all of these. I've already learned some of them."

"Alright, I don't need you to learn these things