The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Role Strikes Back

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Aunt Liu was half-believing and half-doubting, but finally let go of Hu Zi's hand.
    It's not that she didn't want to believe it, but she really couldn't believe it. Hu Zi was raised by her and she knew very well what her son was like.

    When it was time to give up hope, I had already given it up, and when it was time to face reality, I had already faced it.

    After being freed, Hu Zi first looked at Aunt Liu with his sparkling eyes, and then followed Old Man Zhu back to the kitchen.

    Two people stood together, one old and one young. Old man Zhu hardly gave any instructions to Huzi, but Huzi easily made a shrimp dumpling.

    He put the shrimp dumpling in his palm, spread it out in front of Aunt Liu, and said with a smile: "Boat, boat."

    Aunt Liu covered her mouth in disbelief, but Zhou Yu next to her quickly asked, "Did you learn anything else besides this tiger?"

    In fact, she didn't quite believe it at first. She had seen children like Hu Zi before, but there was no one like Hu Zi who could take care of himself or even do some work.

    But Hu Zi can actually make shrimp dumplings?

    Zhou Yu was both excited and happy.

    She wanted to find a job for Hu Zi in the kitchen, but her first thought was definitely some physical work. But what if Hu Zi could cook?

    Zhou Yu didn’t dare to think about it further. She just wanted to see where the top of Hu Zi was. The shrimp dumplings were so well wrapped, what about the other things?

    In fact, even if you don’t know how to do anything else, you can just make shrimp dumplings and buns. These are things you have to do anyway. As long as people are working, Zhou Yu will not be stingy with giving them a meal.

    Deng Zhigao smiled and said, "There's more!"

    At this time, Chen Yuanyuan called out in front, and Deng Zhigao originally wanted to introduce her, but he had to go over to help.

    It’s not mealtime now, but since we recently started selling dim sum, it’s like having another signature dish, so there are a lot of people here even when it’s not mealtime.

    After Deng Zhigao, the clever spokesperson, left, Old Man Zhu had to speak up himself. He cleared his throat and said, "After my morning of teaching, I found that Hu Zi is a genius. He can not only make shrimp dumplings, but also mix the fillings for shrimp dumplings and barbecued pork buns. He does both very well!"

    Zhou Yu was even happier than Aunt Liu: "Really?!"

    "Is he really a genius?! He learns so fast?" Zhou Yu's heart was pounding and a vague idea suddenly arose in her mind.

    When she first started learning cooking from Old Man Zhu, she was at most described as having talent. The title of genius is obviously much higher than having talent.

    Old Man Zhu is not a person who likes to praise others, and he has a very sharp eye. Several apprentices had come to him before, and he said they were not good enough at first glance, and in the end it was confirmed that they were indeed not good enough.

    So what he said cannot be false.

    Aunt Liu's hands were also shaking. She regretted why she was angry with Old Man Zhu just now. Now she wouldn't mind even if this old man called her grandma.

    Oh no, it’s not the old man, it’s Master Zhu.

    Old Man Zhu stroked his non-existent beard and nodded, "Of course, Hu Zi is very sensitive to smells, especially those hands, which are like divine assistance. The proportions are always just right!"