Shen Ci chuckled, "Sure, uncle. Uncle, we still have two more dishes to make, please wait a bit longer. Muyang, take care of uncle for us, we're off to the kitchen."
After speaking, he took Meng Chuyue's hand and they entered the kitchen together.
Not long after entering, he ran back out to take the Da Hong Pao tea leaves Han Zheng had brought, cheerfully explaining, "Yueyue said that Da Hong Pao is suitable for making milk tea, said 'borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha,' so we'll brew some for uncle to try."
Erhu and Han Mi had both said that Han Zheng liked sweets, so he must also like milk tea.
Han Zheng smiled and expressed his thanks, "Thank you, I do love sweet drinks, and if possible, make a bit more, yeah?"
"Got it."
After Shen Ci went into the kitchen, Han Zheng, with a stern face, told Han Muyang, "Xiao Wu, I came here today especially to find you."
Erhu, stealthily eavesdropping outside the window, "..."
Ah, master is so good at lying.
