Guang Kun got up in the dark, just about to enter the kitchen to light the oil lamp, only to find it already lit, with a man rolling up his sleeves and kneading dough. He quickly ran over. "Boss, let me help."
"No need, go get the other preparations done." Song Tingfan finished kneading the dough and then prepared the egg whites. As the sky turned fish belly white, the first batch of cakes was already steamed.
However, Lin Qiao hadn't woken up yet.
By the time Song Tingfan headed to the camp, she still hadn't woken up.
When she finally woke up, the main hall was already bustling, but seeing Guang Kun busy in the kitchen, she let out a slight sigh of relief and then said to the helper, "Brother Da Yu, please lend an extra hand in the kitchen today."
"Okay." Da Yu nodded, then remembered something and added, "Boss, I'll bring you some food."
"No need, you all keep busy."
"That's not right. The boss mentioned it before he left."
