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"Little Yan, your brother's technique is practically a novice in the new hands ?"

"It's still the pure new kind ?" "Are you sure he's cooked Egg Fried Rice before?"

Chen Feiyan clenched her teeth, and said with a low voice: "That was seven or eight years ago. I think he had even forgotten the last time she went to the kitchen."

In fact, the three were being too tactful