"Everyone, thank you for waiting—"
Two hours passed, and Xia Yu placed the steamer on the dining table.
Qi Qingyan stood by the filming equipment, reluctantly drawing her gaze away from the billowing steam, and asked the cameraman beside her, "Did you capture everything?"
The cameraman patted his chest confidently, "Don't worry, Sister Qi, got it all, perfectly!"
Qi Qingyan's tension was palpable.
The reason for her tension was not only the invaluable footage of this private cooking session, but more importantly, the mysterious dish in the steamer had her heartstrings taut with anticipation.
At the same time, a hint of excitement was visible in Qi Qingyan's eyes.
She dared to conclude, it was…
Wei Zhong's "Three-in-One Steaming"!
Because she understood, Qi Qingyan had to desperately hide her lively excitement.
From an outsider's perspective, she was delighted to see the "vortex" continue to expand.
The crowd gathered around the dining table.
