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Chapter 167

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Zhou Shijie had always thought that he had a barbecued pork son, a burnt one that tasted burnt in the mouth. But no matter how much he disliked it, he would only have one barbecued pork in his life. His wife was getting old and it was not good for her to have another barbecued pork, so he could only look forward to his son's offspring.

Therefore, he changed his attitude towards Zhou Xi's free-range breeding and wanted to adopt the method of captive breeding. Unfortunately, he had raised wild barbecued pork before and couldn't raise it at home, so he had to think of another way.

At first, Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan, who was also worried about their daughter, hit it off and actively tried to matchmake them. But one was a strong woman who was dedicated to emulating Jiang Changxi, while the other pursued the free and undisciplined life of an artist like Wuhai. After trying to matchmake them a few times, Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan gave up.

Then, Zhou Shijie began to play around with the granddaughters, nieces, or granddaughters of his old friends in his circle. If they were chefs, he would give priority to them so that he could have a grandson with excellent chef genes.

In Zhou Xi's eyes, the super idol Wuhai was the first and the idol Yuan Zhou was the second. He didn't care about other chefs at all. When Zhou Xi went on a blind date, he almost caused the girl to become autistic. His template was Yuan Zhou.

Not to mention the younger generation, there were very few senior chefs who could be compared with Yuan Zhou. Moreover, Yuan Zhou was really a straight man who didn't know how to speak tactfully. One could imagine what happened to the girl who went on a blind date with him.

During that period of time, Zhou Shijie received angry calls from his old friends every day. Then, he naturally had to give up the idea of having a grandson with chef genes.

Recently, Zhou Shijie figured out something. The reason why his son became a barbecued pork was that he had an ordinary IQ. He felt that if he had a wife with a high IQ, she would be able to make up for his shortcomings. Then, he recalled that Yu Daoyi had mentioned that he had a niece who graduated from Tsinghua University and was both good at literature and martial arts.

Top students who graduated from higher education institutions were definitely considered to have high IQs. Although Zhou Shijie felt that it was a bit like sticking a flower on cow dung, for the sake of his grandchildren's IQs, he had no choice but to do so.

That was how Yu Daoyi received a call from Zhou Shijie when he was on Egret Island. That was how he found out about Yuan Zhou's New Fujian Cuisine.

When Yu Daoyi heard Zhou Shijie's words, his body stiffened. Then, he calmed down and said, "You're talking about that girl Qiu Qiu? She didn't have a boyfriend when she came to see me in March. I don't know if she has one now. I can help you ask around. That girl Qiu Qiu doesn't care about her own matters at all.

Although Qiuqiu was not his daughter, but the daughter of his uncle's brother, they were still close. Moreover, Qiuqiu had been learning the guqin and martial arts from Yu Daoyi since she was a child, so they were naturally more familiar with each other. That was why he was so worried.

Speaking of this, the two of them instantly felt a sense of appreciation for each other and found each other pleasing to the eye. It couldn't be helped. The New Year was coming, and their niece/son was still single. As a parent, it was inevitable that they would be a little anxious.

It was rare for Yu Daoyi and Zhou Shijie to talk together. Since they had a common topic, or in other words, a common enemy, they naturally became closer to each other. Even when they were fighting for desserts, they couldn't help but show some mercy, so they tied.

Usually, Zhou Shijie wasn't even qualified to wrestle with Yu Daoyi. Otherwise, before Liao Wenkai, Yu Daoyi wouldn't have been able to sit firmly in the third seat of the Rice Bucket in the restaurant. He was absolutely powerful.

While Zhou Shijie's table was bustling with noise and excitement, the table with Wu Hai's participation was even more chaotic. Wu Hai had never been afraid of anyone when it came to eating. Not only the pastries, dishes, and even the liquor, Wu Hai never refused anyone. He poured all the liquor into his mouth, making everyone at the table feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They didn't dare to relax even for a moment, fearing that Wu Hai would finish all the food and leave them with nothing to eat.

The small pub was very lively, but Yuan Zhou didn't pay much attention to it. Recently, he had been busy with something. Now that he finally had some free time, it was time to take care of the task.

As a random test, it was actually very simple to say that it was easy, but it was also very difficult to say that it was also very difficult. To change an ingredient into three different ingredients, the range of choices was not very wide.

After all, it was impossible to change a mushroom into mushroom slices, mushroom shreds, or mushroom kernels. It was definitely impossible.

The first thing that came to his mind was naturally beans. Whether it was black beans, soybeans, green beans, or peas, they could all be changed into other ingredients.

For example, peanuts could be turned into peanut sprouts, fried into peanut oil, or made into peanut pastries. They could also be changed into several different ingredients.

Or, according to the theme of the movie "Cooking Master Boy", he could turn catfish into noodles and use fish bones to make soup. He could also make catfish steak. That could also be changed into several different ingredients.

Naturally, Yuan Zhou wouldn't force himself to do things. If he wanted to do it, he would do it 100% of the time. Just like the real perfume, even if the system had judged that he had completed the task, he still felt that this method wasn't perfect. Therefore, he would continue to study it.

It was this spirit of never giving up on studying that made Yuan Zhou surpass the previous host and developed two collection-level knife skills. Maybe there would be a third and a fourth knife skill in the future.

"Let's try beans first. These are the easiest to change their texture into other ingredients." Yuan Zhou decided to start with something simple.

He didn't choose the commonly used soybeans and mung beans. Instead, he chose the black beans first. The black beans provided by the system were already the best of the best. However, with Yuan Zhou's eyesight, he could naturally see the subtle differences between each bean.

Therefore, even if he got the beans provided by the system, Yuan Zhou would still tirelessly choose again. After choosing the beans one by one, he would start to soak them and then do something else.

Although the task requirement didn't say that other ingredients couldn't be used as auxiliary ingredients, Yuan Zhou still automatically felt that other ingredients were not suitable except for seasonings, which made the task even more prominent.

Only Yuan Zhou could do such a thing to increase the difficulty on his own initiative.

When Yin Ya returned home after working overtime that day, there was not only hot black soybean milk waiting for her, but also black bean dregs fried into bean dregs pancakes.

Even though she knew that a lot of oil was used, the crispy texture was still irresistible. Moreover, there was also the sweet and smooth black soybean milk. After walking for a while at night, her body that was blown through by the cold wind slowly warmed up in the warmth. It was very comfortable.

Yin Ya had forgotten about her weight. In winter, she should eat more and gain more fat to resist the cold. Winter was the time to store fat, so people should adapt to the season.

Thinking of that, Yin Ya began to enjoy the black bean supper with Yuan Zhou with a peace of mind. The two of them whispered to each other from time to time while holding the hot soybean milk and feeding each other a bite of the pancake. Even the cold wind couldn't stop the production of pink bubbles.



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