If this keeps going, even a whole basket of dumpling wrappers won't be enough, not to mention the dumplings on the side. Some are overloaded with filling, spilling everywhere, while others have too little, being discarded with disdain.
She lowered her head, unable to suppress a small smile from tugging at her lips.
To be honest, Lan Shan really isn't cut out for the kitchen...
"Miss Lan, would you like me to help you?"
The chef was from Hua Country. Although he had lived abroad for many years, his Chinese was excellent.
"No need, no need, I can handle it myself." Lan Shan immediately refused without a second thought.
After all, she originally wanted to make them personally for Gong Shaoyu. If someone else helped, it would lose its meaning.
The head chef stepped aside but did not leave the kitchen, ready to prevent any unforeseen mishaps.
