Elin wiped the sweat on her forehead with the towel, making sure her sweat did not drop into the food. An hour ago, she was in the prep team, but when the soldiers' wives came, they began questioning her why she was here preparing the ingredients instead of cooking.
Without her consent, they told Cook Yun how capable Elin was. It was not exaggerated to say that Elin's cooking had won over these people's hearts during their stay in HZ Bay.
Through the recommendation, Cook Yun put Elin in charge of cooking the stew, "Elin, we ran out the stew. How long until the next stew comes?" Cook Yun approached Elin's station. As she got closer, she smelled the fragrant aroma that assaulted her nose.
"10 minutes. I need 5 minutes to cook the meat, but someone just gets a big pot–" Elin had not finished her words that Cook Yun cut in, "These people choose your stew instead of my mushroom soup."
