Clenching her fists, Ava said, "go ahead. I don't believe what I've done will be worse than that.
After all, it was her efforts for the whole afternoon. If no one ate it, how could she face it? Dumplings were just bread, minced meat and boiled in water?
Although the dumplings she made were separated, she didn't believe that they tasted bad. It was just that the steps were different? They broke up in the pot.
When she picked up the chopsticks and had a taste, she said happily, "I've told you! How can the food I cook be bad?"
Allen Peterson glanced at her indifferently and didn't know whether he should tell her or not. This was the cook of the White Jade Restaurant. The good mix of fillings had nothing to do with her.
However, after thinking for a while, Allen Peterson gave up this plan. After all, he had just coaxed Ava, and he didn't seem to be making trouble.
At this moment, Chuyao picked up the spoon curiously and ate the noodles soup in her bowl.