As the potato slices were soaking, Gu Zi already had the milk boiled and poured into the refrigerator's cooling compartment for preservation.
By the time she finished frying the potato chips and draining the oil, the milk had cooled down. A thick layer of cream had congealed on top of more than a dozen small bowls.
The aroma of the chips wafted through the kitchen, drawing the children in. The tantalizing scent made them forget their trivial worries; even just catching a whiff felt like savoring a delicious bite.
Glancing back at the eager kids crowded around the kitchen door, Gu Zi realized she needed to hasten her pace. She couldn't afford to let these eager little ones go hungry.
Su Li caught a whiff of the delicious scent too. But when he tried to squeeze into the kitchen, he found it impossible.
Standing on tiptoes, craning his neck to peer into the group of kids, he couldn't help but swallow saliva. Mom had made something delicious again!