Shen Hongda, Jiang Qin, and Shen Muyan all started eating ice cream.
The little one's willpower slowly crumbled. Boo-hoo-hoo, I'm not a three-year-old anymore. I can endure it.
Just as she was about to cry from holding back, Lu Qin let her take a small bite.
The little one finally did not break down.
Jiang Qin went into the kitchen to cook and called Lu Qin in to provide technical guidance from the side.
Normally, there was a housekeeper to cook, so Jiang Qin rarely entered the kitchen.
But whenever the little one came over, she did not have much of an appetite. She could only eat half a small bowl of rice and just a little of the dishes.
The housekeeper's cooking was actually quite good, but the little one's palate had been spoiled by Lu Qin.
Jiang Qin wanted to practice one or two signature dishes so she could make them for her precious granddaughter in the future.
"Mom, if you want the Potato and Beef to absorb the flavor, the trick is not to add the Doubanjiang directly. You have to chop it up first before adding it."
"The key to making Eggplant with Minced Pork delicious lies in two things. First, when buying eggplants, choose tender ones. Pinch them—the skin should be thin, and there should be no black center inside. Only then is it a springy, tender eggplant. Second, you need to briefly fry the eggplant in oil before stir-frying it."
Lu Qin guided Jiang Qin from beside her, and every word he said was practical advice.
Jiang Qin suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly. Even a simple stir-fried vegetable had so many details to pay attention to.
The housekeeper listened closely as she washed the vegetables.
Many of those details were things she