An hour later, Lin Feng sat in the dining room downstairs, facing the food at a table with a face full of bitterness.

"what's your expression? Try it quickly. " Nanai is wearing a small apron, holding a rice shovel in one hand and a spoon in the other. She looks at Lin Feng like a prisoner. "This is the ethnic cuisine that Miss Ben learned from here after a month's hard training. Don't disappoint others." Nanai shook a thick cookbook in her hand.

Lin Feng frowned and picked up something that was sticky and yellow and could not say its shape. "What is this?"

"bread and butter roll, what's...