Qinglin Villa restaurant kitchen.
Lasda was fiddling with medicinal ingredients in front of a pot. They were the ingredients needed to make medicinal cuisine, and for the past few days, he had been dancing with them.
Earlier, he had recorded Mr. Qin cooking, but he simply couldn't make the fish feast. Now he didn't have the ingredients, either, so he could only settle for making medicinal cuisine.
What Qin Lin had made to celebrate for Mr. Zhao was ordinary medicinal cuisine. The cost of the ingredients was no concern at all for Lasda.
For Lasda, the hardest part was that, just like Master Lin, he simply couldn't make this kind of medicinal cuisine.
He had tried again and again over the past few days, using up who knew how many ingredients. With the same ordinary ingredients, he still couldn't get that flavor.
After tasting the medicinal cuisine he had just made, Lasda angrily dumped the whole thing into the trash. It still wasn't right.
He had never imagined there would be food he couldn't make.
Could Mr. Qin's cooking really be enchanted?
At the manor.
Early in the morning, Lin Liu and the other two women returned to the villa after taking a walk around the manor grounds, their bellies protruding. Several attendants followed close behind, making sure nothing happened to the three women.
The three of them were staying here to recuperate, and they were extremely comfortable: they slept well, ate well, and enjoyed the fresh air.
As soon as they entered the manor, the three women headed for a newly opened shop on the first floor.
It had opened just a few days ago. Boss Qin sent over new products every day, and they were all things you couldn't find elsewhere.
Li Fei's Jinyu Luxury Goods had always