Seemingly not understanding why Ling Miao put the stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat into the incubator, he looked a little aggrieved.

"There's one more dish, don't rush."

Ling Miao bent down and patted their heads. "Since you like bamboo shoots so much, let's add a bamboo shoot and mushroom soup."

There was a small handful of mushrooms among the ingredients that Evan had sent over earlier.

Because there aren't many of them, and it's only one handful, it's inconvenient to cook them. Making them into soup is just right.

The two bear cubs understood Ling Miao's words and knew that she was going to prepare something delicious.

They sat obediently on small stools not far away, resting their elbows on their knees, their hands supporting their chins, watching longingly.

The mother bear outside the kitchen would occasionally peek inside.

When their eyes met by chance, they hurriedly looked away.

She wasn't peeking at what dishes the boss was making.

It's all because of those two troublesome kids running around everywhere, making her scared.

They were afraid that their child would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Thinking of this, Mama Bear stood at the door and peeked out again with a clear conscience.

The shop owner is short and petite.

But the other party managed to conceal their movements perfectly.

The mother bear was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks, but she still maintained a serious expression.

What are you making? It smells so good!

It tastes like bamboo shoots.

Is it really a bamboo shoot?

She was a little conflicted.

In the interstellar world, apart from their own race who love to eat bamboo shoots, no other orcs have ever tasted bamboo shoots.

Although they didn't understand, the pandas were mostly happy.

This means that no one is competing with them for food; all the bamboo shoots in the entire galaxy belong to them!