Su Qinglan looked at them and asked, "Would you be willing to help prepare and sell cooked food outside the eastern gate?"
The expressions of the remaining sub-beastmen changed immediately.
Cook food?
They looked at one another in dismay.
They had heard that Su Qinglan's cooked food was extremely delicious. They had also heard that many beastmen had tried learning how to cook after tasting it.
Unfortunately, most of those attempts had ended in disaster.
Some had burned their food. Others had ruined their ingredients. A few had even managed to turn perfectly good meat into something so hard that no one could bite through it.
Cooking was a precious skill.
Who would teach it to them?
They were already fortunate that Su Qinglan was willing to give them work. If they couldn't cook properly, wouldn't she become disappointed and send them away?
Seeing their gloomy expressions, Su Qinglan understood their concerns.
