Before coming here, chiyuantaku really didn't know how to speak Chinese. He only knew a little bit of it, but now he had just learned it.
Therefore, his tone sounded a little weird and his vocabulary was also a little off. Fortunately, Yuan Zhou understood what he meant.
What Chihara Takumi was asking was how the rice was made to be so delicious and to have the taste of the rice itself.
"It's simple. " Yuan Zhou said indifferently.
"No, no, no. It's not simple. It's not simple at all. Nowadays, many people ignore the taste of the rice itself in order to pursue the softness and viscosity of the rice. They only have the texture and no taste." Chiyuantaku shook his head repeatedly and said a long string of words in excitement.
In the end, he had no choice but to change his language to Japanese. Fortunately, dashi xiujie, who was at the side, began to translate seriously and responsibly.
He promptly and accurately translated what chiyuantaku said to Yuan Zhou.
