The cook was busy in the kitchen. Seeing Meng Yao come in, she was a bit surprised. Ap told her that Meng Yao was here to make pancakes for the young master, and the cook had a look of preparing for a battle.
Did she think Meng Yao was the new cook? Afraid of losing her job?
Meng Yao found it somewhat amusing.
"Ap, help me start the fire," Meng Yao said.
"Ap is here to take care of the young master, how can he do such heavy work? Let me do it," the cook insisted.
Meng Yao said nothing, just looked at Ap.
"It's not heavy work, I can do it," Ap hurriedly said, "Cook Liu, you go and do something else."
"But the adult praises my cooking as delicious," Liu insisted.
"No one is saying your food isn't good. It's just that the young master wants to eat the pancakes made by Mrs. Zhao. Stop dawdling here, if you delay the young master's meal and he's unhappy, what then?" Ap was a bit impatient; how could this person not get the hint?
Reluctantly, Liu left the kitchen.
