"I can help in the kitchen. My sister-in-law has helped a lot. We can't just pretend that we have nothing to do, right?

"You can go to the store later and see how beautiful the building blocks they sell are. You can make a set for Qingtian based on them."

"Okay, this is easy. I'll do it when I have time." Ye Lao San agreed readily.

As soon as Mrs. Ye San came back, Mr. Jiang also came back in a carriage.

Today was the last time he went to confirm the garden for the flower viewing banquet, and all the chrysanthemums of different colors had been placed in their corresponding positions.

So the next day, Mr. Jiang began to focus on tasting the dishes.

Not only do we have to taste the flavor of each dish, but we also have someone by our side to record all the side dishes needed for each dish, so that we can arrange for purchases and help the kitchen with the preparation and cutting of the dishes on the day of the flower viewing banquet.

As a result, Jin Donglan and the other two had no choice but to join in the fun and get busy.

Although Wu Ying and Tian Xiaohui didn't say anything on the surface, they had already surrendered in their hearts. Especially under the watchful eyes of Mr. Jiang, they didn't dare to be lazy or throw a tantrum.

Only Jin Donglan, although also working, always had a conflicting attitude with Mrs. Ye.

Although Mrs. Ye learned cooking skills from her father, she had always lived outside the Great Wall and was still lacking in experience.

Therefore, some of her tricks in cutting and plating seem a bit outdated.

Of course, it is more than enough to prepare a banquet in the countryside.

But in Mr. Jiang's eyes, some of them were not refined enough.

Mrs. Ye was quite troubled by this and often sought everyone's opinions.

Every time this happened, Jin Donglan couldn't help but snort coldly.

Because Feng Yueying is good at knife skills, she gave Mrs. Ye a lot of useful suggestions on plating.

After three days of hard work, there were still two dishes that failed to satisfy Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang also said that he would go to the garden where the flower viewing banquet would be held a day in advance to familiarize himself with the kitchen and prepare seasonings and various things.

So she only had one day left.

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but feel a little anxious. In the evening, she pulled Feng Yueying, Lin Yumei and Mrs. Ye San to the kitchen to discuss how to arrange the dishes. Boss Ye also stayed beside them, holding Qingtian.

Jin Donglan came over specially and stood at the door and said sarcastically: "Oh, you are so hardworking. You are still working hard here even after dark!

"It's a pity that some things can't be achieved by hard work alone, but also require talent."

Lin Yumei frowned and said, "What are you doing here? Madam You's cooking is so delicious that even the owner is full of praise.

"If this isn't called talent, then are you more talented?"

“What’s the point of cooking delicious food if you can’t even present it on the plate? It’s not up to standard at all and can’t be served in a formal setting.

Although Qingtian didn't quite understand Jin Donglan's sarcasm, from the tense body of Boss Ye and the performance of Sister Ye San, Lin Yumei and others, he understood that Jin Donglan was bullying his mother.

Why does such an annoying person insist on cooking with my mother?

The other aunts here are all pretty nice, but Jin Donglan is the worst.

I wish this bad aunt wasn’t here!

Qingtian thought so in his heart and glared at Jin Donglan angrily.

Jin Donglan naturally wouldn't take a child seriously, but Qingtian was held in Boss Ye's arms, and she was still a little afraid of the tall and strong Boss Ye.

But she still glared back at Qingtian without showing any weakness.

Her glare was so fierce that Qingtian was so scared that he didn't dare to look at her and buried his head in Boss Ye's arms.

Lin Yumei was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to go up and argue with her, but was stopped by Mrs. Ye, saying, "We are so pressed for time, just ignore her."

Seeing this, Jin Donglan thought that Mrs. Ye lacked confidence and was afraid of her, so she snorted smugly, "If you ask me, although Master Yuanwai has always been very accurate in his judgment, he's going to be wrong this time!"

"You know better than me whether I'm wrong or not?"

Suddenly, Mr. Jiang's voice was heard in the yard, startling everyone.

"Master, why are you here..." Jin Donglan's voice trembled.

Although she always felt superior to Mrs. Ye, she was not good enough in front of Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang said angrily, “If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known you were so arrogant.

"I asked you to come here to help Madam You in the kitchen, not to make her angry!"

Mr. Jiang walked into the kitchen and said to Mrs. Ye, "Mrs. You, you don't have to be so stressed.

"Actually, it's my fault. Your cooking is so delicious, so since there's still some time before the flower viewing banquet, I've been thinking about striving for perfection.

“In fact, the presentation and taste are already very good, and I am very satisfied with it.

"Your craftsmanship is so good, yet you are so humble and willing to put in the effort to study. This really makes me look at you with new eyes.

"But it's too late today, let's just stop here and study together tomorrow."

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he turned to look at Jin Donglan, who had huddled down like a quail and kept silent with her head down, and said coldly, "As for you, pack up your things and go home tonight. You don't need to come here anymore."

Jin Donglan was dumbfounded when she heard this. She didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be so ruthless.

She couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jiang, you went to my godmother before and asked her to help you find a few kitchen helpers.

"We've been working diligently since we arrived, but you chased Sister Hong Qin away first, and now you're chasing me away too?"

Jin Donglan's godmother is Gong Hongqiao, who is a very important figure in the county, mainly because her late husband Geng Hongan was the president of the county Chamber of Commerce.

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