Yun Xiaoxiao continued with some requirements, "Every meal must have meat."
Meat?
"Auntie..."
Mrs. Zhang definitely wanted to ask, this job was a must.
At her age, even the factories didn't want her.
Now, it's just about making two meals a day.
"In the evening, just make some spicy shredded potatoes, winter melon meatball soup, steamed pumpkin with rice wine, a stir-fried dish with salted vegetables and meat, and a big pot of bone and seaweed soup."
Spicy shredded potatoes?
What is steamed pumpkin with rice wine?
Winter melon meatball soup?
One dish after another.
As Yun Xiaoxiao spoke, she started to demonstrate. "This is for shredding the potatoes."
After one meal, Mrs. Zhang felt that cooking required learning, could it actually be like this?
"Auntie, I'm going to pick up the kids."
"Okay, go ahead."
Little Candy was sitting quietly nearby, munching on finger biscuits.
Fang Chaoyang came back first, just to cook, and didn't expect to see Mrs. Zhang.
