My Senior Brother Can Make a Spring Feast.

"Spring Festival Gala."

Murong Yu's eyes flashed with amazement. This Spring Festival was the best piece of work he could do.

"What do you mean?"

However, no matter how nice the names of the dishes were, they still had to be tasty. This was a delicacy, not crafts, nor was it used to make pretty, embroidered pillows.

The spring dishes, the wild game of the spring, the things that have come to life in the middle of winter are the things that attract the attention of the chef the most. My senior likes these things, he is not only good at cutting and cutting techniques but also has excellent control over the temperature, your Zhongyuan dishes are very good, and many of your Zhongyuan's masters are not as good as him. Among them, there are two famous dishes, the first is the silk gourd, and the second is the seven-colored prawn ball.

After hearing all of this, Su Jin Se had a clear understanding of this Young Master.