Although he couldn't learn cooking from Gao Zhenggen, Yang Chen was not disheartened, as this skill was merely a seasoning of life. He enjoyed cooking and considered himself a foodie who took pride in making his own meals. Learning culinary arts was a bonus, but not learning it wasn't a loss, since he wasn't a professional chef, and besides, his cooking skills were passable; the dishes he made were quite acceptable. As for the supreme artistic pursuit like Elder Gao's, he couldn't achieve that.
Yang Chen would not be troubled by gains and losses, so during the remaining time, he took advantage of this rare opportunity to have a good rest.
In the afternoon, the leader came in person.
Yang Chen already knew the purpose in his heart.
He knew the leader would come, and he waited here for him.
In fact, thinking about it, Yang Chen found it somewhat amusing.
