Fu Tinghan: "Hanzhang said she wants to personally cook a dish for everyone."
He looked up and smiled, "Everyone should be very happy and touched to taste a dish she cooked herself, right?"
Zhao Kuan: …
He wasn't sure, he was just a bit scared.
Hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "Hanzhang... has she learned how to cook?"
"No," Zhao Hanzhang answered him directly from over there, while cutting off more meat from a lamb spine bone, and glancing back at Zhao Kuan, "Brother Kuan, you can ask me directly, asking him won't help because he doesn't know either."
Fu Tinghan smiled at Zhao Hanzhang and said to Zhao Kuan, "Don't worry, even if she hasn't formally learned, her cooking skills won't be bad."
When they were in middle school, her parents were very busy, and like him, she lived with their grandfather in the big compound.
