After dinner, Bai Shanshan complained, "Today's dinner wasn't very tasty." Then she looked at Shen Fu and Wan Ziqian's sumptuous meal, and her mouth watered despite herself.
Shen Fu smiled, "This is called a nutrition meal for pregnant women, specially tailored by Hong. She's an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, so you should trust her expertise."
"Of course, I trust Hong's expertise, but not you two, after all, you were the ones who cooked the meal," Shanshan pouted.
"Actually, it is quite tasty, just a bit less oily, less salty, and not spicy," Wan Ziqian tried a bite and said, somewhat reluctantly.
Shen Fu looked at the dishes in front of Shanshan and held his forehead, "But if we hire a cooking auntie, with your dozen plus personalities, it would be too easy for people to notice something is off."
