The next morning, Mrs. Jiang wanted to go out for some exercise, but when she got downstairs, she saw the chef standing at the kitchen door.
There was some noise coming from the kitchen. What was going on? Looking completely bewildered, Mrs. Jiang walked to the kitchen door and asked the chef, "Xiao Hong, what are you doing standing here?"
Master Hong touched his nose and said, "The girl inside said she'd make breakfast, and when I arrived this morning she was already kneading the dough... this..."
Upon hearing him mention the girl inside, Madam Jiang subconsciously looked inside and indeed saw a young woman busy in the kitchen.
"In that case, you can rest for a bit and don't need to stay here anymore."
"Yes, madam." Master Hong nodded obediently.
Just as he turned around, Madam Jiang spoke again: "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, the woman in the kitchen is my future daughter-in-law, isn't she beautiful?"
"The young mistress is very beautiful," Master Hong replied directly. The young mistress's cooking skills also seemed to be very good. He had been standing by her side ever since she arrived, but when he tried to help, he was refused. So he could only watch from the sidelines.
He watched the entire process of her making breakfast. The pastries she made were particularly exquisite, and he was actually looking forward to seeing them come out of the oven.
"Wange, do you need any help?"
Wan Ge had just heard the sound. Looking at Jiang Jin's mother in front of her, she obediently said, "Good morning, Mom. No need to help, it'll be ready soon."
As Wan Ge spoke, she extinguished the fire. These kitchen utensils are convenient, but I still feel very uncomfortable with them, and sometimes I'm still a little scared.
However, the ability to control the heat at any time is really great.
Using firewood is possible, but it's not as convenient.
Then the steamer was unveiled. It had many layers, each with different and beautiful pastries.
Each pastry is not very large in portion, but there are quite a few varieties.
At the same time, Wan Ge also cooked porridge, which was meant to be eaten with pastries. The porridge was also very fragrant.
Madam Jiang was truly surprised that the seemingly delicate young girl could cook so well.
"I'll take it to the table with you."
This time, Wan Ge did not refuse, so she and Madam Jiang took it to the dining table.
Wan Ge put down what she was holding and spoke to Madam Jiang again: "I'll go wake Ah Jin up first."
"Go quickly." Madam Jiang's gaze was still fixed on the pastries that Wan Ge had made.
They're so beautifully made, like works of art. She'd seen them in some period dramas before; some of the pastries were so exquisite that it almost seemed too beautiful to eat.
But what Wan Ge made seemed to look even better than those. And it smelled very sweet; just smelling it made people feel relaxed.
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When Wan Ge entered the room, Jiang Jin seemed to still be asleep.
Jiang Jin was already awake when Wan Ge woke up, but he was still quite dazed and clearly looked like he hadn't slept properly.
Wan Ge guessed that he must have been dealing with company matters last night, so he didn't sleep well, and so she coaxed him to sleep a little longer.
After seeing him fall asleep peacefully, Wan Ge made breakfast.
Wan Ge walked to his side and gently tugged at the blanket: "Husband, it's time to get up."
Jiang Jin pulled the person into his arms, hugged her tightly, rubbed against her, and then slowly opened his eyes.
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