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Seeing this, Xiaoli quickly found a casserole and let out a long breath.

Li Mingxia has already started to cook the second dish. The second dish is simple, just a cold dish. It is refreshing enough just by adding some seasonings and chili oil to it.

When Li Mingxia had almost finished preparing everything, Xiaoli's two dishes and one soup were also ready.

There was a dish of lamb soup, a dish of cabbage and potatoes, and a dish of egg soup. Li Mingxia knew the general idea just by looking at it.

The mutton must have not followed my steps. The taste was at best edible, not delicious, but not bad either.

Li Mingxia withdrew his gaze and ordered people to start serving the dishes and clearing the table.

At the same time, he served out some mutton and put it aside, ready for Li Mingyu to take it back when she came.

Xiaoli looked at her own thick mutton soup and then looked at Li Mingxia's, and felt that there was not much difference.

When she saw Li Mingxia's eyes fall on her dish, her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she felt excited and expectant.

She hopes to receive some pointers from Li Mingxia and also hopes that Li Mingxia will approve of the dishes she cooks.

But Li Mingxia just glanced at the dish indifferently without saying a word.

Xiaoli couldn't tell Li Mingxia's attitude, and didn't know whether her dish satisfied Li Mingxia or not. But seeing Li Mingxia's expression, she had no intention of continuing to speak.

But if you miss such a good opportunity like today, will you have another chance? Xiaoli doesn't want to let it go.

Thinking about what she had just said when she wanted Li Mingxia to help her and Li Mingxia did not refuse, Xiaoli suddenly felt confident.

"Miss, would you like to try this dish I made? If there is anything not done well or wrong, just tell me and I will change it." Xiaoli gritted her teeth, picked up the mutton, and walked straight to Li Mingxia and stopped her.

Li Mingxia glanced at Xiaoli's eager eyes. Although she didn't know what this little girl was up to, it wasn't a bad thing after all. So she patiently said, "It doesn't matter whether you taste it or not. Your dish may not be too bad, but it's a far cry from my level. So I don't need to taste it. It's a waste of time. If you really want to learn how to cook, you can figure it out yourself. Memorizing my steps like this won't be very useful."

What Li Mingxia said was fair, and he didn't mean to mock or look down on Xiaoli, but it still made Xiaoli blush. Her hand holding the mutton became unsteady and began to wobble.

"But, miss, I..."

Xiaoli wanted to say something, but Li Mingxia had already walked out and didn't want to bother with her anymore.

Meaningless.

After Li Mingxia left, Mrs. Ma also hurriedly followed him out with one of the dishes, leaving Xiaoli alone in the kitchen.

Although Xiaoli understood what Li Mingxia said just now, she was not convinced.

She felt that what she made would definitely not be any worse than what Li Mingxia made. After all, she learned it step by step. Just now, Li Mingxia was cooking next to her, and she saw clearly what was put in and what was not put in!

How could it be so far off? How is this possible?

But Xiaoli didn't dare to say these words to Li Mingxia, because no one in this family could question Li Mingxia's words.

Xiaoli looked at the bowl of thick mutton soup on the chopping board.

That was made by Li Mingxia and left for Li Mingyu.

Xiaoli was the only one in the kitchen. She moved and came to the chopping board.

After a while, she no longer hesitated, picked up a pair of chopsticks, quickly scooped up a piece of mutton from the bowl and put it into her mouth.

As soon as Xiaoli took a sip of the thick mutton soup, the breath she had been holding in dissipated instantly.

Li Mingxia was not wrong, the thick mutton soup she made tasted excellent, and it was indeed a world apart from what she made herself.

I tasted my pot of thick mutton soup as soon as it came out of the pot.

Yes, it was because he tasted it that he was very confident in the pot of mutton he made and felt that it would definitely satisfy Li Mingxia.

But now, after actually tasting the mutton made by Li Mingxia, Xiaoli knew that the gap between them could not be made up by just practicing for a few more days.

Why? I was staring at Li Mingxia the whole time. No matter what water or seasoning Li Mingxia added, I added it too! Even the piece of mutton was the same part that Li Mingxia picked, so why was the taste so different?

Xiaoli couldn't figure it out, no matter how hard she tried.

She put the used pair of chopsticks into her arms and took a look at the bowl. It was still full of mutton, and it was impossible to see that a piece was missing.

Xiaoli picked up the pot of cabbage stewed with potatoes and left the kitchen.

She couldn't use her cooking skills to impress Li Mingxia, so she had to think of other ways.

But apart from this, what else can make Li Mingxia notice me?

"Sister Mingxia! Am I here at the right time? You haven't eaten yet, right?" When Li Mingyu and Li Erlang arrived, the last dish in Li Mingxia's house had just been served.

"It's just right. We were about to eat. My mother knew you would come to deliver the food, and she kept talking about it." Li Mingxia said with a smile.

Zhang couldn't help but roll her eyes at Li Mingxia when she heard this. "You kid just talks nonsense, as if I wanted Mingyu to give me this dish."

Everyone is used to joking around and no one takes it seriously, so they all come to join in the fun.

"I do know this." Li Zhengde took the dishes from Li Mingyu and Li Erlang while speaking.

"Ever since my sister told my mother that Mingyu was coming to deliver food, my mother has been looking outside, fearing that Mingyu would not come to deliver the food." Li Zhengde said it seriously, but the corners of his mouth were curved, and it was obvious that he was joking.

Zhang was so angry at Li Mingxia and Li Zhengde's echoing of each other, "Mingyu, don't trust these two people, they have no good intentions at all."

Li Mingyu smiled and stepped forward to hug Zhang's arm. "No matter what they say, I know Third Aunt loves me. No matter how much others say, it's useless!"

Zhang was immediately coaxed into a smile by Li Mingyu. "Look, look, what's the point of you two talking more? Our Mingyu is a good girl and a good child who knows what's going on. After the first month of the year, I'll finish your brother Zhengde's business and pick a good day. Third Aunt will recognize you as her goddaughter, okay? Let's set up a few tables and have a lively party!"