Chapter 939

"Who taught you to make this? Freya?" Sherry snorted dismissively. "Do you think she's the only one who can cook? Don't forget that I'm a travel blogger. We make our own meals all the time. One of my travel buddies taught me how to make this." Ryan nodded but looked dissatisfied. "It's delicious, but by the time you get this to the vacation house, it'll be cold. It won't be as fresh, and the taste will suffer!" Sherry frowned, equally frustrated. "There's nothing we can do. If I tried to make it at the vacation house, there wouldn't be enough time!" Ryan smiled wryly. "You were too hasty making me get the fish yesterday. With the heat, it was bound to go bad!" Sherry grimaced as she recalled the morning's scene. "I thought I'd have the dish ready in time. But when I woke up, the shack was filled with a horrible stench! The two grass carp were swarming with flies. I was so grossed out!" Ryan remarked, "That's why fresh fish is so important! It would be wiser to prepare a dry dish