Chu Ziluo's eyes lit up when she heard the words 'fresh food'. "Mother, can I cook with you?"
"Of course. Mother will need your help when the time comes." Ye Muyu picked up a piece of meat and placed it in her bowl.
Chu Ziluo grinned happily.
Madam Zhang came out with the last bowl of rice crust and rice balls. When she saw her smile, she smiled and teased, "What happened to Ziluo? Why are you so happy?"
"Auntie, I'm just happy that this bone radish soup is delicious. The radishes are also delicious, and the meat slices are also fragrant."
"Sister Qiangxiang will definitely make it into the top ten this time. Her needlework and paper-cutting have both made it into the top ten. Only her culinary skills and tea arts are left."
"The lunch was very delicious. Other restaurants definitely can't compare to it." Chu Ziluo praised, "Sister Qingxiang is also the best at tea art. She'll definitely make it into the top ten."