Meanwhile, Yan Huan and the nanny were still busy in the kitchen. Madam Gao was too embarrassed to come over to eat plain rice and drink for free. Although she didn’t know how to cook, she could help out by washing the vegetables and taking out the garbage, this really didn’t require too much skill. Fortunately, Madam Gao wasn’t a kitchen killer like Zhu Meina. She wouldn’t go into the kitchen. Even if she had a conflict with the kitchen, she wouldn’t break the plates or the bowls, she was still fine. She didn’t break a plate or a bowl. She could still cook herself a bowl that she could eat, and she wouldn’t eat noodles that hurt her stomach.
Because there were four children present, Yan Huan followed their instructions when he cooked. He made the dishes a little cartoon-like. Of course, the taste was also what the children liked, so it was a little bland, he didn’t put too much chili in it, so the children couldn’t eat anything too spicy.
