"Shua shua shua"
The kitchen knife in Yuan Zhou's hand was like an agile rabbit. Although this metaphor was a little inappropriate, it was really so as long as it looked like it. While moving, he lowered his head and gnawed on the radish. In the blink of an eye, the green radish in his hand had changed its appearance.
Today, he had an exchange with two Yunnan cuisine Masters and then Wu Hai was injured and needed to visit. Therefore, he had no time to practice his cutting skills. However, even if he had no time, he couldn't miss a day. Therefore, he temporarily saved half an hour of reading time.
Strictly speaking, Yuan Zhou had originally intended to squeeze out some time from his sleep. After all, reading books every day was also an accumulation of cooking skills. Yuan Zhou didn't want to delay it at all. However, he was stopped by the system before he could carry out the arrangement.
