Qin Xin's lips twitched.
She never expected that in this world, even though she's a terrible cook, she would be so admired and regarded as a culinary master in everyone's eyes.
Haha, if Mr. Nalan were here, he'd probably laugh himself to death.
Oh well, to justify her reputation, she decided to showcase her true specialty—
Qin Xin: "Got any fish?"
Everyone: "Sister Xin, what kind of fish do you want?"
Qin Xin: "Just... edible fish."
Haha, please forgive her; she really couldn't tell the names of those fish apart.
Jing Zhichen quickly had the pageboy Qingtuan go and buy a box of top-quality frozen sea fish and a box of fresh river fish.
There were gold-red snapper, silver cod, flounder...
Sea fish are relatively easy to handle, but river fish require more skill.
But for Qin Xin, it's all a piece of cake.
With a thin surgical blade in hand, she swiftly dissected the fish, and in a few minutes, the box of river fish was neatly arranged on several porcelain plates.
