However, Zhao Chuchu knew very well that her culinary skills were lacking. The food she had stored in the space was mainly processed food.
They included buns, dumplings, roast duck, and grilled chicken. They were in the exact form as when she placed them in the space.
If she had to cook for herself, she was certain she would be poisoned by her own cooking.
Zhao Chuchu could never forget how she ended up in hospital on the few occasions that she had cooked for herself.
Indeed, the heavens opened most doors for people. Somehow there would be doors that remained forever closed to some people. They could never be pried open no matter how hard they tried.
Zhao Chuchu closed the kitchen door and looked at the food in the space.
She was troubled that she could not take any of them out for the Xie brothers.
After all, they had nothing to begin with. She would not be able to explain where she got the food from.
