Qu Tong only made two bowls, one for herself and one for Uncle Chi.
As for the others, they were not within her consideration; she wasn't a chef, after all.
If it weren't for the fact that the butler was an old servant by Si Yuting's side and treated her well, she wouldn't have bothered making an extra portion.
"Uncle Chi, try my cooking," Qu Tong offered a bowl of noodles to Uncle Chi.
Uncle Chi, worried that holding the bowl for too long would scald Qu Tong, hurriedly took it from her.
Qu Tong carried her own bowl to the table and started to eat.
Uncle Chi stood in place, preciously holding the bowl as if it were his own son.
Looking down, he realized he hadn't bought eggs and vegetables, had he?
"Madam, did you buy these ingredients yourself? This vegetable looks like an energy plant."
"Hmm, I brought these from my own planet," Qu Tong replied nonchalantly without looking up.
Uncle Chi made an "oh" sound and sat down at a small table on the side.
