At the small kitchen, Aunt Zhao the cook was just wiping her hands as she walked out from inside, and when she saw Little He, she asked with a smile.
"Today, it's all the Prince Consort's favorite food for lunch. What's wrong? Didn't have enough?"
Little He remembered Jiang Lai's instructions and joined in the conversation.
"Recently, the Prince Consort's appetite has increased; your dishes really aren't enough..."
"You should have said earlier! If there's not enough, I could go and prepare a few more dishes; there are still pig trotters and meat in the kitchen."
Little He waved her hand repeatedly.
"No need, you've been working hard all day, please take a rest. The Prince Consort appreciates you and specifically sent me here. I can make those dishes myself. Please go and rest."
