The fresh, enticing aroma of food drifted out from the kitchen. Drawn by the scent, a certain big golden retriever seemed to activate automatic navigation and headed straight for the imperial kitchen.
No, it seemed there was more than one. Bai Xiuxiu stir-fried the delicacies in the wok. Soon, one dish was ready; she poured it onto a plate and set it on the small table beside her.
Just as she turned to prepare the next dish, a tuft of golden cowlick appeared beside the little table, followed by another tuft of golden hair. Two small golden heads poked out, staring eagerly at the plate of stir-fried crispy pork.
They were Chen Rui'er and Di Rui'er, the two little golden retrievers Chen Ming had raised. Sneakily, they reached for the plate of stir-fried crispy pork.
But the next second, Chen Ming picked them both up by the backs of their collars and hung them from the hooks on the wall.
"Dad! Just one bite! Let me taste it!"
"Yeah, we're just tasting it. We're testing the dish."
The two little golden retrievers immediately flailed in midair, searching for excuses. Chen Ming did not believe them at all and simply ignored them.
The soup was ready too. Bai Xiuxiu placed the pot on the table beside her. At that moment, another little tuft of pink hair appeared. A small head poked out to look at the dishes on the table, and a hand reached out to grab them.
The owner of that hand was also picked up by Chen Ming and hung beside the others. It was Wang Qiu'er, inheritor of the Golden Dragon King's godhood. Chen Ming immediately scolded the three little gluttons.
"Look at the three of you! All you know is how to eat! What would happen if