Li Jia Ren and Ning Zhiyuan chatted for a while, and it was noon.

during lunch, Ning Zhiyuan chewed the tomatoes and scrambled eggs in his mouth, and his face was a little surprised. He looked at Li Jiaren and asked, "are you really doing it for the first time, Jiaren?"

I don't want to taste it. Although it doesn't taste very good, the salinity of salt is just good. It's not like yesterday's chicken soup. It's as light as boiled water.

Li Jiaren didn't know Ning Zhiyuan's thoughts, or she would have shouted and explained that she just forgot to put salt yesterday.

when Li Jiaren heard this, she...