Xiao Ling saw some of her utensils and asked in surprise, "Just these? That's enough?"
Sima You Yue nodded: "Enough."
Although her set up was only a third of Xiao Ling's, upon a closer look, it was apparent that nothing essential was missing.
"If you want to make any dishes, you can take any of these ingredients. Or you can use your own ingredients." Xiao Ling asked.
Sima You Yue saw that the ingredients were all the same, and said, "Let's all use the same ingredients, so that it can be more obvious when we compare who made it."
"Alright." Xiao Ling thought so too. The same ingredients and the same cooking can better compare the taste of the two.
He asked Sima You Yue to choose the ingredients first, and Sima You Yue was not polite. Although this man seemed arrogant, he was still alright. He was angry because someone had questioned his dishes. Now there was a fair duel, and it was in his turf, his performance was remarkable.
