"What Shuangshuang said is right, I'm worrying for nothing!"
"Mom, hurry up and eat. You can just watch later, whether you lend a hand or not, it's fine. We should be able to handle it."
The formal banquet for the Zhao family is in the evening; lunch is simpler, easier to deal with.
The main event is at night, so Mu Shuangshuang has to start getting ready now, but there's enough time.
"It's okay, Mom can say she's helped with cooking before. Washing and picking vegetables, cooking rice, not many people can beat you at that!"
The feast prepared for the Zhao family in the evening consists of twenty tables, twelve dishes per table. Apart from the main dishes and the standard chicken, fish, and meat, the rest is up to Mu Shuangshuang's creativity.
However, the menu was prepared in advance, so Mu Shuangshuang just needs to follow it.
There's still a lot to be done, and as soon as they finish breakfast, they start clearing the dishes to get ready for washing.
