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...