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"Your knife skills are indeed not up to par, but if you really want to cook, I can teach you."

"Although your father is right, you still have to try it. Otherwise, you won't have the motivation to cut vegetables."

"Do you know how to stir-fry potatoes?"

Yu Zhile asked kindly. He felt that the child’s interests were also important and they could not just follow the requirements of an apprentice.

"I've seen it. Let me try. How about you tell me again, uncle?"

Manman was full of confidence at the beginning, but soon became timid.

Yu Zhile just smiled, then repeated the recipe of the vinegar-fried shredded potatoes and explained the tricks involved.

"Uncle, what is a little and a moderate amount?"

Manman suddenly asked the same question that almost all kitchen newbies would ask when they see these two words when cooking for the first time.

"You will experience this yourself."

Yu Zhile smiled, but for the sake of his well-behaved nephew, he still took a small spoon and gestured: "This much salt will be enough."

"Okay, let me give it a try."

Manman started with full confidence.

The villa looks quite presentable, and even after he finished cooking, the shredded potatoes looked good.

Yu Zhile took a bite and found it quite good except that the shredded potatoes seemed a little overcooked, with too much salt and vinegar.

"I'll try it too."

Guoguo and Tiantian both tasted it, and Manman also took a bite with a frown on his face.

"No matter how you cook it, it's not as delicious as the ones my aunt and mom make."

Manman was a little dissatisfied. He had expected that he would not do as well as his father, grandfather, or uncle.

But how come this isn’t even as good as my aunt and mom’s cooking skills, whose food is terrible at home?

"Don't let your aunt and your mother hear you saying this, or they won't cook for you next time."

Yu Zhile couldn't help laughing after hearing this. In fact, He Yushui's cooking skills are pretty good among housewives. Even Li Huiru is a qualified housewife.

But Manman grew up eating He Yuzhu's meals, so naturally she felt that her aunt and mother's cooking skills were poor.

"I didn't say anything, uncle, why is my dish so unpalatable?"

Manman quickly covered her mouth and pursed her lips: "I did it exactly the way you taught me."

"There's a lot of knowledge involved in cooking, and this is your first time cooking, so you're already doing pretty well."

"At least it's edible."

“It tastes pretty good actually.”

Seeing Manman’s expression about to cry, Yu Zhile quickly changed the topic.

"I'll fry another dish, and this one is for Ah Hua."

Manman is getting excited now.

"Okay, but you have to cut the potatoes yourself. I won't instruct you from now on."

"You can make a few more dishes if you want, but I'll finish cooking the dishes here. I can't let you delay everyone's meal."

Yu Zhile spoke indifferently. After all, there was an empty stove, so let the child tinker with it as he pleased.

Actually, Manman is quite talented. It's not easy to achieve such a result for the first time.

"Okay, I'll try again. I won't believe it."

Manman is full of energy at the moment, and perhaps he himself does not realize that he actually likes cooking.

"Dad, how about I learn how to cook?"

Guoguo looked at the cleanliness and suddenly became interested: "The food in our cafeteria is really bad."

"Whatever, you can learn if you want. How about you cut the potatoes first?"

Yu Zhile was too lazy to care about these two people. There was nothing else that needed their help anyway.

As for his son wanting to learn how to cook, he has no objection at all. He never thinks that men should not be in the kitchen.

"Okay, I'll try it too."

Guoguo also started cutting vegetables happily. He was slow but his hands were steady. He cut the vegetables horizontally, vertically and evenly, as if he was cutting with a machine.

Yu Zhile watched them for a while and then ignored them.

“I want to learn too…”

Tiantian suddenly spoke.

"You can't, you're too young."

"Be good, go call your aunt to serve the food."

Yu Zhile touched Tiantian’s head. Her head couldn’t reach the stove, and it was too small to use a knife.

Tiantian was not stubborn. When she heard that she had something to do, she jumped up and down happily and ran out.

As she trotted, she called out for her aunt, and her clear voice filled the entire yard.

By the time Yu Zhile had cooked all the dishes, Manman had already cooked his fourth plate of shredded potatoes.

By the fourth plate, it was already looking pretty good, at least there were no obvious flaws.

Manman is indeed talented. He is so happy now, but he will not be happy after his grandfather and father know his talent.

Looking at him like this, Yu Zhile felt that he was born to be a cook.

Guoguo slowly and accurately cut the potato shreds and fried them into a dish.

Yu Zhile also took a bite. How should I describe it? It was delicious, but too precise, as if it was cooked by a cooking machine.

Yu Zhile was speechless. How could his son cook like an experiment?

It was precise and rigorous, but the taste lacked some spirituality. He was sure that his son would never be a good cook.

It seems that the genius is not good at everything. He almost replicated the entire process, but lacked a certain spirituality.

This is the most outstanding feature of Manman’s cooking, and it is also why Yu Zhile thinks Manman is talented as a chef.

"Very good."

Yu Zhile nodded. He tasted almost every plate, and his improvement was visible to the naked eye.

"I think it's OK, but I always feel like something is missing."

“It feels like it’s still far worse than what my dad did.”

Manman scratched his head, feeling that he was missing something and the food was never as delicious as what his father cooked.

"What are you thinking? You've just started learning, and you want to surpass your father. Your father has been a cook for nothing for so many years."

Yu Zhile patted Manman’s back of the head with some amusement. He scratched his head embarrassedly and laughed.

"Hey, Guoguo, even though you cut slowly, you cut very well."

"It looks delicious, let me try it."

Manman just remembered to try Guoguo's dishes at this moment. After tasting them, he showed a puzzled look.

"How about it?"

Guoguo asked with some anticipation.

"pretty good."

I don’t know how to describe it, I just feel it’s weird.

"Son, your cooking is good, but you are not suitable to be a chef."

Yu Zhile said something fair: "If you really want to be a chef, you can't treat cooking as doing experiments in a laboratory."

Guoguo looked thoughtful, tasted the full dish, then tasted Yu Zhile's dish, and then looked suddenly enlightened.

"It doesn't matter. This dish is enough for me to handle on a daily basis."

“I don’t want to be a cook.”

"I know what you mean, Dad, but I can't change it."

Guoguo put down his chopsticks, not looking disappointed, but calmly said, "I'll take the food over."