Old Zhang watched from the side, eyeing her skeptically. 'This girl... she doesn't seem like a complete amateur,' he thought. 'But her knife skills are only at an apprentice's level, far from what's required of a master chef.'
Soon, the dishes were ready one after another.
There was a spicy rabbit dish, spicy diced chicken, and spicy boiled fish. She had also whipped up a simple vegetable and egg soup.
Gu Fei considered that people who had never eaten spicy food wouldn't be able to handle too much at once, so she had gone easy on the chili and Sichuan peppers when cooking.
Gu Fei, accompanied by Lian'er, carried the last bowl of vegetable soup upstairs.
Old Zhang followed behind them.
Inside the private room, Young Master Zhu was accompanied by another young gentleman who was slender and fair-skinned.
Gu Zhang and Gu Qing weren't eating; they were sitting to the side, drinking tea.
Young Master Zhu was unhurriedly eating the spicy diced chicken.
