Huang Jun nodded and admitted, "Yes, I do know some basic skills, but compared to professional teppanyaki chefs, I'm afraid there's quite a gap."
Qingqing and Weiwei, upon hearing this confirmation, couldn't help but show a little proud expression. They turned to Liu Ruihan, smugly saying, "See, Hanhan, I was right, my daddy can do it!"
"Yeah, that's actually what I thought too!"
Liu Ruihan nodded in agreement, then tugged on Huang Jun's sleeve, playfully whining, "Godfather, since you can use a spatula to make teppanyaki, why not give Hanhan a little demonstration, pretty please? I really want to see it with my own eyes, I'm begging you!"
"Yeah, yeah, Daddy, please satisfy Hanhan's, and our, curiosity, and show us a trick or two, won't you?" Weiwei and Qingqing, unable to contain their excitement, chimed in, their eyes glimmering with anticipation.
Of course.
