The sour scent emanating from Zhang Yanping almost filled the entire kitchen, and along with his grumbling, Lun Chuan's first batch of experiments failed.
Seventh Uncle was rather interested in desserts and was standing by the side, pointing and directing: "When this Mugwort Juice is mixed into the dough, the result after baking isn't good... that bitterness is too overwhelming."
"Hmm." Lun Chuan also shook his head as he stared at the failed light olive green puff pastry shell, "This color isn't appealing, and Qiaoqiao definitely won't like it. I'll try making it another way."
Only Zhang Yanping was cheerful: "Oh dear! How did the dessert fail? What a pity! Why don't you go help carry some bamboo shoots instead, and we can have some milk tea."
Hmph, serves you right for being bias!
