At first, the unfamiliar texture made her look puzzled.
But as she gradually got used to it, she seemed to start enjoying herself and quickly finished one piece after another.
"Alright, Roland, it's your turn."
"Yes! What should I do?"
Roland's eyes sparkled, excited that there was finally something he could help with.
Smiling back at him, Qiong Xing pointed toward the pot.
"I'd like you to handle the frying. Give it everything you've got."
"Everything I've got...?"
Roland looked completely confused.
Qiong Xing simply told him he would understand once he started and left it at that.
As a precaution, he stationed Roland's wife beside him as his supervisor.
As expected, it did not take long before she began scolding him again.
Ignoring the commotion beside him, Qiong Xing picked up a freshly fried piece and offered it to Nicole for a taste.
"Is it good?"
Nicole nodded repeatedly.
Seeing her reaction, Qiong Xing finally let out a relieved breath.
