House Husband

In the huge kitchen of Queqiao Palace. Atius Xiao waved the spatula speechlessly, his apron fluttering without wind, giving him the air of a hermit. The braised pork in the pot has an attractive color, a fragrant aroma, and is sizzling with oil. Kaladin Jiang and others stood in a neat line behind Atius Xiao. Every time Atius Xiao waved the spatula, they applauded. "Well, this way of waving a spatula is more elegant than waving a knife." "The braised pork in this pot is just like our Palace...