C828 I Made It
C828 I Made It
"They were just too excited for a moment." Master Zhou smiled bitterly. He had always been by Wu Lai's side. That was why he was so calm. After all, he had received too many surprises. He didn't want these four guys to encounter such a stimulation for the first time.
"Have they all eaten Master Chef Zhou's Soul Dispelling Rice before?" Wu Lai could roughly understand the meaning from the words of these four people.
This fork in rice was the last product of improvement that Zhou Xing made over the years. It was given to him. It was also his first time trying it here. At the same time, ， it was also a declaration to everyone that soon, Zhou Xing wasn't the only Master Chef.
"Director Zheng, have you really invited Master Chef God?" Old Fang put down the chopsticks in his hand shakily and asked Zheng Chenggong who was eating over there.
"Of course I can't invite Master Chef Zhou, but this Master Chef has a deep relationship with Master Chef Zhou. This fork and rice were taught to him by Master Chef Zhou." Zheng Chenggong answered, but he quickly got busy eating.
Master Faang nodded. The chopsticks in his hand moved very slowly, as if he was savoring the food bit by bit.
The four of them moved the same way, as if they treated the dish as a treasure.
Wu Lai rolled his eyes and walked out from the side. He couldn't help but say, "Eat while it's hot. It won't taste good if it's cold. This is fast food, don't treat it as a treasure."
"How can you say that!? This was Master Chef Zhou's taste! You little brat, how could you know Master Chef Zhou's greatness? He is the first one to show us what it means to return to simplicity and what it means to turn the rotten into the magical!" Master Faang was the first one to be unhappy, and the group berated him.
"That's right! You're so young, yet you don't know how powerful Master Chef Zhou is. Don't speak nonsense here." Master He immediately said.
"Young people nowadays are just impetuous and don't know how to cherish them." Master Ji held the fork and rice in his hands, his eyes blurred.
Wu Lai rolled his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Didn't he tell you before, whether it's called cooking or soul-stirring rice. No matter who made it, it's a bowl of food used to fill one's stomach when one is hungry. It was a fast meal, and the best way to treat it was to eat it while it was hot. "
Wu Lai's words stunned the four of them once again. They looked at Wu Lai in a daze.
"You... How do you know... How do you know..." Master Faang could not understand. How could this young man understand it so thoroughly? How did this young man know what the Master Chef God had said to them?
"Could it be... impossible?" An unrealistic answer flashed across Master Ji's mind. He hurriedly shook his head. He could not accept this result.
"What's your relationship with Master Chef God?" Master He had already asked this question first.
Zheng Chenggong had originally wanted to help Wu Lai say a few words and introduce him at the same time, but now he stopped.
Wu Lai shrugged and pointed at the rice on the table. "I made this. What do you think?"
He made it?!
Did this young man in his twenties make it?
The first reaction the four of them had was that it was impossible. Then, the four of them looked at Zheng Chenggong in unison. When they saw Zheng Chenggong nod his head, they fell into a deadlock again.