C647 His Father's Mind Is in a Storm

He had been immersed in cooking for more than ten years. Although he was only in a small restaurant, Qin Lin had reached the point where he could guess the dishes just by looking at the ingredients.

"Wrong!" Hearing his father's words, Qin Luo shook his head lightly.

Wrong?

Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, then he carefully looked at the materials Qin Luo had prepared.

Ginger, green onion