Until all the hard-working cooks left, the smile on Gu Xiaoyou's face disappeared.

She said to Mrs. Zhou: "These cooks are really good, they are all so humble and eager to learn."

"Yes, they all work hard." Zhou agreed.

"Meeting good employees can save the boss a lot of effort." Gu Xiaoyou said with emotion.

In the past few days, she went out to investigate the market. Not only did she eat a lot, she also saw a lot. She also gained a deeper understanding of the quality of a store. In addition to the boss having to do a good job, his employees must also know how to make progress.

"That's true." Zhou said in agreement.

"I'll teach them how to make pancakes and fruits tomorrow." Gu Xiaoyou said positively. He didn't expect that in addition to teaching the female workers to cut paper, teaching people to cook would also be so fulfilling.

"Okay, I'll practice harder when I get home tonight." Zhou replied with a smile and walked out with a pan.

The two people walked out together, and Gu Xiaoyou, who was empty-handed, and Zhou, who was holding a pan in one hand, walked side by side.

"Sister Zhou, you are so strong." Gu Xiaoyou said what she had been holding back all day, with a hint of envy in her tone.

"I have been farming in the fields since I was a child, and I developed my strength without even realizing it." Zhou said with a relaxed and natural expression.

"I see." Gu Xiaoyou murmured, reaching out and pinching Zhou's upper arm, and found that she actually had muscles.

"Wow, Sister Zhou, you have a great figure." Gu Xiaoyou couldn't help but admire.

"Ouch, why do you say such things casually while you are still outside?" Mrs. Zhou blushed with embarrassment and said with a bit of annoyance.

Gu Xiaoyou pouted: "I'm just complimenting you, it's a good word, there's no point in talking about what's inside and what's outside."

"That's a special occasion." Zhou said with a red face, "Don't say such things so carelessly in the future."

"Huh, I know." Gu Xiaoyou said perfunctorily. Even complimenting people depends on the occasion. People in ancient times were very particular about it.

Seeing Gu Xiaoyou's indifferent expression, Mrs. Zhou shook her head helplessly.

"Girls, you have to be reserved. You're not married yet. There are some things you shouldn't say casually. If you let..." Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but persuade her earnestly.

"My dear Sister Zhou, I know I was wrong. I will never talk nonsense in the future, and you can stop nagging me." Gu Xiaoyou had a headache when she heard Zhou's nagging, so she apologized.

"I said good things, but why are you so impatient?" Zhou said with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"I know, oh, the carriage is here, get in it quickly." Gu Xiaoyou quickly changed the subject, holding up her skirt and trotted to the front of the carriage, just to escape from the nagging king quickly.

"Oh, what a child's temper." Mrs. Zhou sighed helplessly, thinking about how to teach her "naughty" sister.

When Mrs. Zhou got on the carriage, Gu Xiaoyou was afraid that Ms. Zhou would nag her again, so she quickly urged the coachman: "Hurry up and go home today, I'm sleepy."

"Okay, miss, please sit down." The coachman responded and quickly urged the horse to move forward.

As soon as the carriage left, Gu Xiaoyou pretended to lean on Zhi Xia's shoulder: "Oh, I'm so sleepy after a busy day. Call me when you get home."

"Yes, miss." Zhixia adjusted her sitting position so that her lady could lean more comfortably.

Zhou shook his head and chuckled in a funny way, put the pan next to him, recalled the action of spreading pancakes, and practiced making gestures in the air.

Zhixia, who was sitting opposite, watched for a long time and asked curiously: "Sister Zhou, what are you doing?"

"I'm practicing making pancakes." Zhou gestured gracefully.

Zhixia saw Zhou's wrist twisting in an interesting way and couldn't help but move it a few times.

Gu Xiaoyou, who was leaning on her shoulder, couldn't help but half-squinted his eyes and looked at it quietly. After looking at it for a long time, he said: "Keep your wrist still and rely on the power of your fingers to turn it more smoothly."

"The power of fingers..." Zhou subconsciously repeated Gu Xiaoyou's words and tried to move her fingers: "Is that so?"

"No, that's it." Gu Xiaoyou sat up straight, stretched out his right hand and demonstrated twice.

"Oh oh oh, I know it." Zhou looked at it carefully and said with sudden realization.

As he spoke, he imitated Gu Xiaoyou's movements and turned his wrists and fingers: "Is this right?"

"Yes, congratulations on finally learning it." Gu Xiaoyou stretched out her hand and clapped her hands to encourage her.

"Can you teach me slave?" Zhixia asked with great interest, looking interested.

Gu Xiaoyou's enthusiasm for teaching instantly aroused: "Okay, you learn to turn your wrist first, and I will teach you how to make pancakes when you get home."

"My slave, turn around now." Zhixia said happily, imitating the movements she just saw.

As a result, the wrist got stuck when it was turned halfway. Zhixia said doubtfully: "Hey, I remember that this is how it was turned."

"It should be like this." Gu Xiaoyou grabbed Zhixia's hand and taught her step by step.

Gu Xiaoyou took Zhixia around twice. Zhixia tried it alone and succeeded. She said happily: "I understand, slave."

"Boys can be taught." Gu Xiaoyou said with satisfaction, Zhixia was indeed her most outstanding student.

While they were talking, the carriage stopped at the mansion, and the three of them walked excitedly to the kitchen with the pots, where they cooked pancakes for half an hour before going back to their rooms.

The next day, a thin drizzle began to fall in the sky.

Gu Xiaoyou put on heeled shoes, held an oil-paper umbrella, and went to the backyard of the paper shop with Mrs. Zhou.

As soon as we entered the backyard, we could smell the aroma of pancakes and fruits.

Gu Xiaoyou strolled to the kitchen door and saw eight cooks already busy in the kitchen, everyone was focused on spreading pancakes.

"Do they come so early every day?" It's too hard.

"It's half an hour earlier than usual." Mrs. Zhou replied.

"Looks like I'm stumped by the pancakes."

After saying that, Gu Xiaoyou put away the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the kitchen.

The cooks heard the footsteps and turned their heads to say hello: "Good morning, bosses."

"Good morning, let me see how you are doing." Gu Xiaoyou nodded as a greeting, hung his cloak behind the door, rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the kitchen.

The cooks quickly showed Gu Xiaoyou the pancakes they made in the morning and said positively: "Boss, look at mine."

"No hurry, come one by one." Gu Xiaoyou said calmly.

Gu Xiaoyou picked up the chopsticks, strolled to the nearest cook, picked up the chopsticks slowly, and picked up the pancakes on the plate.

She first looked at the shape of the pancake, then moved closer to smell it with her nose, and finally put it in her mouth to taste it.

The cook under inspection looked at Gu Xiaoyou chewing and chewing without saying a word. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous and subconsciously held his breath.
Chapter completed!