Zhang Hui wandered over to Zhang Yu and found her writing something on a piece of paper, leaned over for a look, "Is that venison?"
"Do we have venison?"
"Cumin lamb? Do we still have lamb?" Oh my, Zhang Hui knew Zhang Yu had been preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, but she didn't expect it to be this rich, it was quite a shock.
Previously, she was quite unhappy, after all, she couldn't go back for New Year's. Although she had many grievances against the Zhang Family, they were still family, and going back for New Year's would be lively.
But looking at the dishes Zhang Yu was preparing now, she felt like it might not be so bad to not go back for New Year's.
"Yeah, we can have a prosperous New Year. By the way, how much money are you planning to contribute?" Zhang Yu suddenly remembered she hadn't mentioned the money yet.
Because most of the meat was prepared by Qian Hao and Zhao Yadong, and they usually wouldn't fuss over this stuff.
