"You must have been bored out of your mind, huh?" Jiang Qiuqiu sent the butler robot to clean up. Carrying the dishes she had made for the evening, she walked into the living room and called Mo Si over to eat. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Not at all. It was all very interesting."
"Haha, go on and eat. I wasn't sure if you liked sweet things, so I didn't add too much sugar."
By now, Mo Si had made a habit of saying everything was delicious. No matter what it was, as long as Jiang Qiuqiu brought it to the table, it was delicious!
As they were nearly finished with their meal, Mo Si remembered something and asked Jiang Qiuqiu, "For the New Year's Eve dinner at the end of this month, are you really making eighteen dishes?"
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
"It took you so long to make just three dishes today..." If she were making eighteen dishes, wouldn't that consume a huge amount of energy?
