The Shadow Over Su Xiaoxiao's Culinary Skills

But as Jiang Yexun adjusted the wrinkles in his clothes, Su Hongchen suddenly chuckled and said, "Your skills have improved recently."

"You're not bad either," Jiang Yexun raised an eyebrow.

The two exchanged a smile before turning to head back.

For the next few days, Su Xiaoxiao focused on studying at home.

Sometimes, she would also work alongside Jiang Yexun, copying down the books they had found at the scrap station, one by one.

In a big city like Shanghai, the Friendship Store and the supply and marketing cooperative had a lot of products, and if they were missing any ingredients, they could always buy them on the black market.

Each time they copied down a useful recipe, they would try making it at home.

After a few days, they had everyone at home looking radiant and glowing.

Aunt Guo tasted the newly made Longjing bamboo fungus soup and her eyes squinted with pleasure, unable to resist smacking her lips in appreciation.