Even clay figurines have tempers, let alone living people.
Mr. Gu Sr. also felt that continuing like this just wouldn't do.
The main issue was that his palate had become quite the picky one.
When you haven't tasted good food, so long as it's cooked, it's alright. But once you've tasted the good stuff, whether the food is cooked or not becomes less important.
What's important is whether it tastes good.
Speaking of which, Mr. Gu Sr. thought of Wen Ran.
He scratched his head, "Ouch! Where's that girl Wen Ran? She still hasn't come back?"
"Not yet," Cai Xiaowen felt like her intestines were shrinking from hunger, saying weakly, "But, I'm not really sure if she's back or not either.
I've been so busy I haven't really looked up."
That's understandable.
The food was unappetizing just by looking at it, so Mr. Gu Sr. took a deep breath and decided it was best to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed.
"Alright, you have a point."
