For many people who had left home, it was often not how much they liked to eat this thing, but that it was something from their hometown.
Huo qingge had personally experienced this feeling. During the years when she was traveling abroad, she had always wanted to eat the food from her hometown.
For example, there were Osmanthus cakes, sugared cakes, and dumplings ...
"I'll have to ask master Xiu about this."
He didn't know if Ren's cooking was considered dangerous as master Xiu had said. After all, his responsibility was to ensure Huo qingge's safety.
Huo qingge nodded. Every day, mingxiu would set aside some time for training. He said that this was the foundation of his life.
In the end, Ming Xiu naturally agreed. Huo qingge asked na Ren to help her make some dumplings. The filling of the dumplings was pork and corn.
The stuffing was chopped by Naren, and the dough kneading was also done under Huo qingge's guidance.
