Lei Zhensheng's business trip was indeed a bit long this time. Although it was not two months, it was still one and a half months.

In the past month and a half, Yu Xin actually didn't learn how to cook a few dishes. The main reason was that she hadn't learned much in the past month and was busy with Li Qinghe's affairs.

I only started practicing cooking at Li Qinghe’s house in the past week, but at the beginning she started to do this, and she often confused the salt and fine sand and sugar. The things cooked were usually hard to swallow.

Li Weisheng said that she was born not a cooking ingredient, so Li Qinghe would cook a lot of dishes. She could not cook a dish as decently as she did, and she only had to eat it every time.

In fact, Li Weisheng is not very good at cooking. He is handsome and eloquent. He is mainly responsible for food culture classes. In fact, other chefs are demonstrating the practice classes.

"If you can't cook yourself, you will be the teacher in the cooking class?" Yu Xin really convinced him. She used to think that all the teachers in the cooking class were chefs.

Li Weisheng laughed and said that he came to the cooking class to be a teacher purely for fun, to practice eloquence and consolidate China's food culture, because his family runs a restaurant, but he doesn't know much about this.

Yuxin used to only know that she should be a student if she didn’t know much. This is the first time in history that she didn’t know much to be a teacher if she didn’t know much. She didn’t know much, so how could she be a teacher?

"It is easy to be lazy when a student," Li Weisheng said seriously: "It is different to be a teacher. Because you have to teach students as a teacher, you must learn it before class, otherwise how can you teach students if you say it?"

Yuxin then realized that the purpose of her love Li Weisheng coming to the cooking class as a teacher was to force herself to study. Well, this is really something she had never thought of before.

When Lei Zhensheng called, she happened to discuss the root of food culture with Li Weisheng. In fact, it was mainly because Li Weisheng was talking, and she was responsible for listening, but even if she listened, she would go in and out of her right ear.

The cell phone screamed at this harmonious time, which scared her and Li Weisheng. She smiled apologetically at Li Weisheng, then took the cell phone and walked to the balcony of Li Qinghe's house to answer the phone.

As soon as I pressed the answer button, Lei Zhensheng's voice came in a low voice: "Where is it?"

"In... the cooking class," she lied immediately. Although she didn't know why she lies, she still felt that it was necessary to lie.

"How long will it take to end?" Lei Zhensheng's voice continued: "Do you want me to pick you up? I've gotten on the bus at the airport."

"No, no, I'll finish class soon," Ruyu Ruru said quickly: "Then I'll buy ingredients now and rush back soon, so you can go home directly."

She hung up Lei Zhensheng's phone number and did not dare to delay for a minute. Although the airport in Taiwan is a bit far from her and Lei Zhensheng's separate villa, she is going to buy vegetables and then go home.

I still hope that I can go back before Lei Zhensheng arrives home.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say that Sister Li is having a meal?" Li Weisheng saw that she grabbed her bag and walked out the door, so he quickly followed: "What's so urgent?"
Chapter completed!