Tan Rou pointed at the two pots and the sweet potatoes on the side. "I told you to prepare dinner but one of you prepared the stew and the other prepared the main. If you count separately, you two will lose."
Only then did Tao Zhi and Zhuang Liu realize their mistake.
Although Zhuang Liu had cooked, he only had one pot. There were still vegetables stewing in the pot. There was no extra pot to cook.
Tao Zhi was the same. His porridge was in one pot and so there was no pot to arrange the dishes. Moreover, he did not know how to cook. Even if the pot was given to him, he would only be cooking a pot of porridge.
"This match is considered a draw. Ah Zhi, let me try your porridge," Tian Tian said affectionately as she held Tao Zhi's arm.
Tao Zhi was still depressed that he had lost to Zhuang Liu again. When he heard that he and Zhuang Liu had a draw, he was quite happy. He immediately took out a bowl and scooped some porridge for Tian Tian.