Xiao Potian was about to refute Murong Piaopiao's statement because for a person like Ji Qingniang who specializes in carving, this kind of knife technique is completely reasonable. As long as she is willing, she can definitely produce a cooler effect. However, before he could say anything, Ji Qingniang began to cry.

Just as Murong Piaopiao hit her sad things, she swallowed and said, "Sister Piaopiao, you are right. I have never had a father or a father since I was a child, so I have lived with my grandfather. You have also seen it. My grandfather is very delicious, and people who taste delicious will definitely be lazy, so I started cooking on the stove at the age of three."

After hearing what Ji Qingniang said, Murong Piaopiao immediately hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly: "My mother, don't cry, don't cry. If you are with us in the future, you won't have to work so hard. Your grandfather asks you to cook again, and I can help you. So, your cooking skills must be good?"

"Of course, I'm not bragging, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and drilling in the soil, there's nothing I can't do. My grandfather's mouth is tricked."

Ji Qingxian's words made Xiao Potian a little confused. In his impression, Ji Wuyun should not be a lazy person, and he loved Ji Qingxian so much. It would be impossible for her to step on a small stool to cook for herself at the age of three!

"Oh, Mom, you can't blame your grandfather for this matter. He has also worked hard. After all, he is old and may leave this world unexpectedly at any time. So before leaving, he must cultivate your self-care ability as soon as possible." Murong Piaopiao saw that Xiao Potian was a little suspicious, so he quickly helped Ji Qingfu to smooth things over.

"Well, I don't mean to blame my grandfather. I just thought, just wanted to make him his favorite meal now. He hasn't eaten what I cook for a long time." Ji Qingxiong said here, and opened his mouth and was about to cry again.

Seeing this, Xiao Potian had to say quickly: "Okay, okay, you two will be responsible for today's meal. I don't care, but you must satisfy Senior Ji and my mother."

When Murong Piaopiao and Ji Qingxian heard this, they quickly stood at the scene and saluted each other, saying in unison: "Yes, Xiao Hushang, please ensure that you complete the task."

Then the two of them trotted into the kitchen without waiting for Xiao Potian to react.

After Ji Qingxian closed the kitchen door, he pulled Murong Piaopiao's clothes and said guiltily: "Sister Piaopiao, you asked me to brag about such a big bull in front of Xiao Hushuai. What if I messed up later?"

"My mother, don't worry, how could I mess up if I am!" Murong Piaopiao said, and tied the apron. The movement of wearing the apron was very skillful.

"But I heard from Zhao Jin that the rice you cooked is the same as poison, and he dared not eat it." Ji Qingxiong continued.

"Bah, that's all I didn't care about before. Look, I've brought this. With it, I can make any dish that can be named in the world." Murong Piaopiao shook the iPad in her hand and said with a proud look on her face.

"Can it teach us how to cook?" Ji Qingxian asked with confusion.

"Of course, through this, I can find all the dishes. By the way, what dishes are we going to cook today?" Murong Piaopiao skillfully clicked on the iPad and asked softly.

"My grandfather and Aunt Jiang both said they like to eat braised pork made by Xiao Hushuai." Ji Qingxian thought for a moment and replied softly.

"What is braised pork made by Xiao Hushuai? Isn't braised pork in the world a way to make it? The ingredients are ready for us, so we just need to follow the steps step by step." After saying that, Murong Piaopiao skillfully entered the home-cooked braised pork method.

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Chapter completed!