Lu Jiang listened to Feng Qingxue's words and laughed, "Why do I feel like you already have someone in mind?" but he didn't tell him.
Feng Qingxue gave him a glance, "Wash your vegetables and cut your meat. Why all the fuss?"
Guan Cheng covered his mouth and giggled, looking at the prepared ingredients, "Aunt, could the pork be made into Dongpo pork?"
"Hm? Dongpo pork? Why?" Guan Cheng seldom made requests, so whenever he pleaded, Feng Qingxue took it seriously. As long as it was within her power, she would agree.
"Teacher Jin's teeth aren't very good, but he particularly likes meat, especially Dongpo pork..."
