Chu Yang let out a chuckle and released Xu Qianqian's hand.
Xu Qianqian hurriedly ran out to explain to her mother.
Chu Yang busied himself in the kitchen alone.
Picking vegetables, washing them, chopping them, slicing meat, and so on—he got busy in an orderly manner.
From the start of cooking to the finished dishes, it took about half an hour, and the aroma of food drifted out from the kitchen.
Smelling the fragrance, Xu Baoguo came to the kitchen, "Chu Yang, the food you cook is really fragrant, I could smell it from outside."
Chu Yang said, "The main thing is I use good spices."
"These spices are my own exclusive formula, carefully selected and ground from Chinese herbs, which not only enhance the flavor and aroma of the dishes but also have health benefits."
Xu Baoguo's eyes widened, and he gave a thumbs-up, "Chu Yang, you really are a talent."
Chu Yang chuckled, "Uncle Xu, could you help me carry out the dishes?"
