Brush Up Your Proficiency

"Congratulations, Advanced Cooking skill proficiency +2, current proficiency: Advanced Cooking 538/10000."

With the appearance of the cheat notification, the final soup was finally declared complete.

This carefully prepared lunch earned Wang Hao a delightful 26 points of proficiency. Although it wasn't as much as he got from wildly flailing his arms making fried noodles, Wang Hao was already very satisfied.

Originally, Wang Hao had planned to make only six dishes and one soup, but his father, Wang Lin, suggested adding two more dishes. So, he had to fully utilize his creativity and cleverly use the existing ingredients to create two more unique dishes.

In the end, the table presented three exquisite cold dishes, five tempting hot dishes, and a bowl of steaming soup, filling the entire dining table.

As the four of them were about to arrive, Wang Hao and his mother, Liu Zhi, had already set up the tables and chairs in the courtyard and arranged the delicious food, just waiting for the family to return and enjoy this sumptuous meal together.

Soon after, hearing a sound from the doorway, Wang Hao and his mother immediately went to greet them.

As soon as Grandma Wang saw her beloved grandson, her face was filled with a happy smile, and she said with a slightly reproachful tone, "You didn't even come to see Grandma first after arriving!"

Wang Hao hurriedly apologized, stepped forward to hold Grandma's hand, and asked with concern about her recent health, chatting as they walked, the warm family conversation lingering in the air.

When the group walked closer, Grandpa Wang and his wife looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes in front of them, their eyes involuntarily attracted by the charming aroma that filled the air.

Looking at these mouth-watering dishes with their delightful color, aroma, and taste, one couldn't help but feel their appetites stirred.

As an experienced expert, Grandpa Wang could naturally see the secrets within.

Judging from the current presentation alone, the cooking level of these dishes had obviously surpassed his own. When he remembered his granddaughter saying that these were all personally cooked by her eldest nephew, Grandpa Wang couldn't help but feel incredulous.

He pondered to himself: Could the children be joking with him? Maybe there's a highly skilled chef hiding in the kitchen! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the kitchen.

Wang Lin keenly noticed his father's gaze, so he took the initiative to lead his father into the kitchen, wanting to show his father what their renovated kitchen looked like.

In the past, they hadn't paid so much attention to the kitchen, thinking that a kitchen was just a place for cooking, and it was fine to make do, but this had always bothered the old man, who felt that they didn't respect food!

However, when Grandpa Wang stepped into the kitchen, he didn't see the chef he thought he would see. Instead, he was deeply attracted by the orderly and exceptionally pleasing kitchen layout after the renovation.

For a chef, the position of the kitchen is crucial. It is not only a place for cooking delicious food, but also a stage for them to display their skills and creativity. When Grandpa Wang stepped into this brand-new kitchen, a surge of uncontrollable impulse welled up in his heart, and he even wanted to cook himself and show off his skills.

"When was this kitchen renovated? I didn't hear you say anything about it, but it looks really comfortable!" Grandpa Wang's eyes were full of doubt, but even more so with appreciation for the changes.

Hearing his father, who was usually stingy with praise, actually evaluate the new kitchen with such affirmative words, Wang Lin's mood instantly became cheerful. He couldn't help but chuckle and replied with a hint of pride:

"It was just finished this morning, and I didn't have time to tell you and Mom yet. This was all your grandson, Xiao Hao's, idea! I have to say, after this renovation, the whole kitchen does feel extremely comfortable."

Wang Lin's tone of voice carried a hint of showing off. He believed that his son's growth and progress made the whole family proud.

"It's Xiao Hao again. It seems that this child has really changed a lot recently!" Grandpa Wang's words revealed a sense of the student surpassing the teacher, while also being full of gratification that Wang Hao could carry forward the culinary arts.

Wang Lin nodded his head firmly in agreement. How could he not feel the same way? The surprises his son brought home this time were non-stop. The first thing he noticed was that his previously chubby son had slimmed down and become more handsome. In this day and age where looks matter, this would allow him to build a new family better.

His physical strength and imposing manner had even surpassed his own. In particular, the ease with which he handled the large amount of wheat made Wang Lin deeply aware of his son's growth and changes.

In addition, his son's craftsmanship in the kitchen was also amazing, and that large table of dishes was the best proof. All of these things combined created an astonishing change that filled Wang Lin with joy, as well as hope and confidence for his son's future.

The father and son walked out of the kitchen, looking at Wang Hao, who was busy back and forth, feeling extremely satisfied in their hearts.

"Old man, what are you still standing there for? Didn't you see my grandson running around, making such a big table of food? Come and try it!" Grandma Wang looked at Grandpa Wang with a reproachful expression, her hand constantly gesturing for him to come quickly, seemingly dissatisfied with his slowness.

Although the others were not as exaggerated as Wang Lan, they also started using their chopsticks, enjoying every dish carefully cooked by Wang Hao.

Everyone couldn't help but make "Mmm" sounds, which sounded like praise for the deliciousness, and also seemed to be a kind of intoxication.

Even Grandpa Wang, who always liked to comment on the dishes, became unusually silent today. He just silently savored every bite of food, his face filled with a satisfied smile.

The dishes made by Wang Hao seemed to have some kind of magical power, making the diners willingly immerse themselves in this tranquility.

Throughout the entire lunch period, the atmosphere in the house was unusually quiet. If an outsider who didn't know the situation happened to pass by, they might mistakenly think that this family was having a silent "cold war"! However, only the family members within understood that this silence was not indifference, but rather stemmed from respect and appreciation for the food.