Huang Shengli glanced at the culinary table and discovered that the dough was already resting on it.
"It's waiting for me, isn't it?" Huang Shengli smiled.
"Of course, it's waiting for you. Si Yuan and I have limited skills in frying the filling. We've been looking forward to you giving us a textbook demonstration for days." Qin Huai said.
Qin Huai didn't know if it was because he'd been watching too much news about Gong Liang lately, but compliments just slipped out of his mouth, and he'd feel uncomfortable if he didn't say something nice.
Huang Shengli had already rolled up his sleeves.
Huang An Yao had already moved a stool from afar.
"What's that guo'er?" Huang An Yao asked curiously.
He should have left a long time ago, but upon hearing there might be something delicious in the afternoon, he stayed stubbornly from 8:30 in the morning till now.
