Stepping into the Bai Family's kitchen, Shen Lu couldn't help but sigh. 'It really is nice to be rich.'
The Bai Family's kitchen was nearly the size of the back kitchen in her own shop. All sorts of utensils, both familiar and unfamiliar to her, were arranged neatly. To her left stood a rack holding not just fruits and vegetables, but also a wide variety of seasonings.
To her right were three large refrigerators for storing perishable ingredients.
There was also one man and two women in the kitchen. Judging by his attire, the man was the head chef, and the two women were his assistants. The women were currently trimming vegetables, while the head chef stood before the stove, simmering a stock.
Bai Wanwan never set foot in the kitchen, so it was Bai Lei who led Shen Lu there.
"Uncle Qian, this is Shen Lu. She's a friend of my sister and me. She's going to cook a few dishes, so please give her a hand."
The man, addressed as Uncle Qian, turned around. "Of course, Young Master."
