Tan Wei'an still had a few words unsaid, but when he uttered the word 'ordinary,' he already realized where the problem with his words lay.
He was a pastry chef, and Qin Huai was also a pastry chef. Qin Huai was even a self-taught pastry chef, with a poor foundation in meat cooking, a pastry chef who needed to chop a lot of radishes daily to practice his basics, a pastry chef who felt something was wrong when he couldn't even swing the spatula properly while cooking.
Such a pastry chef, when he managed to stir-fry a passable dish of yams, could make people who knew him acutely feel the sheer magnitude, terror, and speed of his improvement.
Now, even if Qin Huai told Tan Wei'an, "Actually, I have a magic tool, my day is 240 hours long, it seems like I went to further study for six days, but in reality, I went for 60 days," Tan Wei'an would believe it.
