Following the sound of "Pi Li Pa La", Yuan Zhou cleared up the stuff for a while until the floor was cleaned up. Since he started working as a chef, Yuan Zhou could no longer recover from the obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Looks great," Yuan Zhou looked at the clean ground satisfactorily. Only the failed radish was left there now.
"When could this huge thing be cleared away?" Yuan Zhou indicated that he didn’t want to see it.
The system displayed, "It will be cleared away 10 minutes later."
Looking at the radish in front of him, Yuan Zhou let out a large sigh with emotion. Even if the system provided him with the knife skills, he still needed to work hard continually by himself. This failed radish was the best evidence to prove that.
"System, could you make the radish into a specimen? But it’s better to make it smaller," having considered for quite a while, Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
The system displayed, "Ok, one moment, please."
