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What was Young Master doing in here?

He had practically never entered the kitchen.

They were getting nervous—was he here for a spot check?

They could definitely guarantee the cleanliness and hygiene of their workspace.

The ingredients they used daily were also fresh.

Even if it really was a spot check, they shouldn’t have anything to fear.

But…

This was Mo Yesi’s first time in the kitchen. How could they act as if this was the norm?

Who knew…

The group of employees watched their Young Master walk one round around the kitchen, before asking, “Is there brown sugar?”

The person whom he asked was caught by surprise. “Y-Yes, Young Master.”

Mo Yesi nodded. “Bring it out.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

The brown sugar was brought forward quickly.

Mo Yesi took his cell phone out and searched “how to make brown sugar drink for girls during their period” on his web browser. A few seconds later, thousands of results emerged.

He skimmed through them and picked one that he felt was the most legitimate. He then read the reviews of other netizens on that website.

It said that the brown sugar drink required red dates and ginger as ingredients as well.

He got them to bring out the red dates and ginger they had.

Lei En watched from the side and was once again shocked when he felt that Mo Yesi was about to personally do the job.

No, he wasn’t just shocked. He was horrified.

Young Master had been pampered since he was born and never had to cook for himself.

Those hands of his had never touched the oil and steam in the kitchen.

Not only did he enter the kitchen today, but he was also going to cook?

He was even more terrified when he pictured Mo Yesi with an apron.

Did Young Master suffer a blow?!

Just as Lei En pictured that ghastly image, he heard Mo Yesi instruct him. “Lei En, hand me an apron.”

Lei En was shaken.

Young Master is really going to do it?

What exactly is wrong with him?!

The other employees were shocked as well and were busy guessing what was going on.

“Young Master, what are you doing? You could just get them to do it.” Lei En felt that this respectable Young Master of his shouldn’t be wasting his precious time in the kitchen.

Those hands should be used to earn money.

Not for such trivial purposes.

But the moment Lei En said that his Young Master shot him a cold glare.

Mo Yesi evidently found him too nosy. “I told you to get the apron, so get it. That’s all you need to do.”

Lei En responded, “… Yes, Young Master.”

He couldn’t say anything more at this point and went to get an apron instead.

Mo Yesi took the apron and instructed everyone else in the kitchen. “All of you out, you’re not needed here now.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

…

Lei En and the few employees in the kitchen walked out.

He was still confused.

He asked one of the employees, “Do you know what Young Master is up to with those things?”

The few of them shook their heads. “No.”

They were equally puzzled.

What exactly did Mo Yesi want to do?

Lei En went to the living room and called the housemaid whom Mo Yesi spoke to over.

He asked her, “When Young Master talked to you just now, what were you discussing?”

The housemaid blushed as she told him all about Mo Yesi asking her for the sanitary pad.