"Little Niu, it's too early to cook now. Wait until it's closer to noon; I'll do it,"
Mu Shuangshuang volunteered to take on the cooking.
She believed that, generally, a big guy would not cook tasty food unless he was really committed to learning.
Like Lu Yuanfeng; if you let him roast meat, the flavor turns out quite good, probably because he's accustomed to this lifestyle in the military camp.
But if you ask him to cook meals or stir-fry, he's bound to make a lot of culinary disasters.
"That won't do, Shuangshuang, you are the guest here. Let me do it!" Little Niu hurriedly waved his hand, a hint of blush appearing on his face due to his haste.
Speaking of which, although Little Niu and Uncle Da Niu are father and son, they look completely different. Uncle Da Niu is robust, somewhat overweight, whereas Little Niu is quite lean—his ribs visible at a glance, quite similar to Mu Shuangshuang's physique.
