"Although it's a compliment, it does make me uncomfortable." Duan Zhenye shrugged: "But I'll just accept it frankly - after all, for a guy like you, this is the best."
What surprised Chu Shangli was that she had always thought that Duan Zhenye was a weirdo who was unaware of himself, but in fact it seemed that this was not the case at all - Duan Zhenye seemed to be very clear about the evaluations of those around him, and even had a relatively objective evaluation of himself.
"Anyway, no matter what methods you use to disrupt me, I will not blindly sacrifice quality for quantity."
Chu Shangli thought, this really sounds like what I would say in the past -
In the past, I was always dismissive of products that could be mass-produced - I always believed that smaller production volumes meant better quality.
In fact, there is no necessary connection between the two - at the end of her life, she was already able to take care of both.
Moreover, I didn’t know in the past that my favorite Family product could actually be called a “mass-produced” machine product.
Each one retains the handmade taste while using the latest technology.
Be it stupid or ridiculous, I, who once firmly believed that the owner of Family must have poured his heart and soul into every bit of it, am actually just standing behind the beautiful glass door, my mind constantly spinning with inexplicable fantasies.
However, Chu Shangli did not correct his past self.
Using facts to prove it would help her past self understand what kind of almost foolish dream she was immersed in better than anything else.
She had visited Meisuo's restaurant before leaving school in her previous life.
The memory is already very faint - or rather, due to the intense fear, I dare not even recall this memory -
So, if she said that the kitchen was the same as she remembered, with no changes at all, she herself would feel that she was being too arrogant.
It should be said that it is quite consistent with my current imagination - even a little more luxurious.
The Chu family’s kitchen is very large, but the utensils are incomplete.
It was as if it was deliberately designed to suppress her interest, like a shabby castle built by a child with building blocks - colorful and gorgeous, but not in accordance with architectural principles. If you look inside the building blocks, what you see is completely empty, unlike the colorful appearance.
Chu Shangli glanced at her past self, and her expression changed slightly.
That expression seemed to be one of surprise, excitement, and at the same time a little melancholy—
She reached out and carefully touched the blender that she had seen in a book and had long admired but could not tell anyone about.
As for the oven, I opened the door and looked around.
"Hey, Chu Shangli, are you okay?" Ouyang Huanshi's mouth twitched: "You look around like you've never seen anything before—"
"I should say—it's really like this, this high-end. This is the first time I've seen it."
"..." Ouyang Huanshi pretended to be shot in the heart and coughed. "If only you could give me half of your inexplicable confidence. I almost thought you were really amazing and that's why you got on this boat. But it turns out you're a complete novice."
Ouyang Huanshi pointed at the person who was checking the materials on the side. Most people were unaware of her existence and thought she was Chu Shangli, the reincarnation of Luo Dongxia.
"Don't underestimate her. She seems to be quite provocative, but she's also truly capable—even experts would praise her. It's not something a rookie like you can defeat."
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