Nian Bing smiled and said, "Probably about seventy percent."
Ming Yuan sighed, "Even seventy percent is unreachable for me. Cooking is limitless, I hope you can make even greater progress in the future."
Nian Bing nodded, "That's my goal too. Don't worry, I will definitely work hard." As he was speaking, he channeled his Magic Power into the Spatial Ring on his finger, and ten magic scrolls instantly appeared in his hand, along with a piece of paper. Each magic scroll had a colored ribbon tied to it.
Nian Bing handed the scrolls and the paper to Xue Jing, "These are the scrolls I promised you, each one was created by my own effort. I've described their uses on this piece of paper. They're all dual magic scrolls. In times of danger, you only need to open the scroll, and it can be used directly."
Xue Jing took the scrolls but didn't look at them. There was a faint light in her eyes as she whispered, "Are you really leaving?"