Xingxing knew she had overestimated her skills.
She had followed every step as the chef taught.
But the result was still like this.
Xingxing reflected on it—
She needed a maid as skilled in stoking the fire as she was.
She asked the Zhou Family's steward to light the fire for her, deciding to try again.
The steward of Zhou Family twitched the corner of his eyes.
With cooking skills like this, no matter how many times she tried, it probably wouldn't improve much, the starting point was too low.
Rice and vegetables weren't expensive, but they were on a boat with no place to replenish supplies, so it wasn't appropriate to spoil them like that.
The steward of Zhou Family said, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook for you."
Xingxing widened her eyes, "You can cook?"
"A little," replied the Zhou Family steward.
Even the servant was surprised.
Because he had never seen the Zhou Family steward cook before.
The steward was so-so at chopping, but surprisingly good at cooking.
