"It's time today. I wonder what our family's roasted golden bird looks like."
Jin hai had already woken up quite early yesterday, but today, he had woken up even earlier. His heart was filled with anticipation.
Speaking of which, Jin hai was the only offspring of the Jin family. Ever since the ancient recipe of the roasted golden bird was blurred, it had never appeared in its complete form again. It had been hundreds of years since then, and as a member of the Jin family, he was still a little ashamed.
"It's very difficult to recreate a dish. Head chef Yuan must have been working so hard for the past two days that he forgot to eat and sleep again. Sorry for disturbing you." Jin hai was pacing left and right in the room.
During the past two days, Jin hai had not been idle. After digesting the advice given by Yuan Zhou on that day, he had been focusing on the cooking range of the green Chef society.
