“Ding!” The Baos were done. Everyone surrounded the baos curiously as though they had found a new continent. 

“Mmhmmm,” Chef Kempinski smelled the baos and looked at them curiously. He poked the bao, and it sunk, slowly resuming its shape again. Chef Kempinski pouted and said, "Looks like… it isn’t anything special.” 

I chuckled. I picked up a bao and put it in front of him. "Try it.” 

Chef Kempinski took it in doubt while Harry had already picked up a big white bao and was playing with its skin by poking it.

I blushed when I saw him playing around with the bao. Although I knew that he was just curious about how the small little dough could expand into such a big bao, I still felt like he...