Should I Cry For You To See?

Lin Ci said, "You might not believe me, but Ling Sheng made potato noodles made of potato clay."

Mo Ning's eyes widened instantly. "Did she make so many dishes herself?"

Lin Ci said, "If she were given the ingredients, she would be able to cook a potato feast with 108 dishes for you."

Mo Ning thought, "D*mn, I miscalculated!"

She had initially wanted to see them make a fool of themselves, but she had already reached the standard of a state chef. What kind of joke was that?

However, Lin Ci was rather optimistic about it. Smiling wickedly, he said, "Don't you think that's more interesting? Those over there can't finish eating everything, right?"

Mo Ning's eyes lit up as she nodded sneakily. Then, she clapped her hands and cheered. "That's true, this is what it means to show the contrast in life!"