Qin Yu placed the lettuce at the bottom of the dish, placed the fried eggplant blossom on top of the lettuce, and then evenly sprinkled the prepared sauce meat on the fried eggplant blossom.
Thus, a home-style dish, eggplant with sauce, was ready.
"Son-in-law, why don't we leave the cooking to you from now on? After seeing your cooking skills, how could this old woman have the face to cook again?"
Mrs. Zhang was overpowered by Qin Yu's eggplant with sauce.
"Hahaha, Mrs. Zhang, you really know how to joke. When do I have the time? Besides, I only know a few dishes. In our household, you're still the pillar," Qin Yu said with a grin.
"Son-in-law, you're so sweet-spoken. No wonder you were able to win over the young miss."
"Hehe..."
"Mrs. Zhang, I won't steal your job. I'm going to exercise a bit."
"Mhm."
