"I learned cooking while you were abroad and picked up some skills from Aunt Li as well. If you want to try my cooking, I will make some food for you when I am free."
Ling Xiaoqi's expression went slightly rigid, and she said unabashedly, "Are you sure you just want me to try your cooking and not poison me?"
She could not blame Ling Xiaoqi for having this thought. In this era, it was common knowledge that chefs were extremely rare and high in demand, let alone masterful chefs.
As far as chefs were concerned, cooking skills and recipes were the foundation of their existence, and even employers could not force them to hand over those things.
It was true that Aunt Li was the chef of the Su family, but Ling Xiaoqi did not believe that she was willing to teach Su Yayan cooking.
Su Yayan knew what she was thinking as soon as she saw her reaction and snorted at her friend. "Take it or leave it. Nowadays, many people want to eat the dishes I cook."