Chapter 17: Unique Preferences
"good."
"Let's have hot pot."
“Smells so good…”
Wen Miao's craftsmanship is truly amazing, and it is closely related to his experience in an orphanage as a child.
Wen Miao's pursuit since he was five years old was to have a good meal. For this pursuit, he not only forced himself to live like a decent person, but also mastered the cooking skills.
How great is it that you can make whatever you want and eat it yourself?
"Wen Miao, it would be a waste if you don't open a restaurant with your cooking skills. Look, even this hot pot sauce is cooked to be delicious. Wen Miao, it's amazing!" After Wen Qingzhou dipped a mouthful of fatty beef in the bowl, he gave Wen Miao a thumbs up.
"Thank you." Wen Miao said with a smile.
"Wen Miao, seriously, why don't we open a restaurant together? I'll invest the money and you provide the skills, how about that?" Wen Qingzhou asked, chewing a meatball, grinning, pulling Wen Miao's sleeve.
"I...let me think about it." Wen Miao raised his lips.
"Qingzhou, eat tripe, isn't that your favorite?" Wen Shuzhou suddenly put a piece of tripe with chopsticks into his brother's bowl.
"..." The young master always speaks with his actions. Uncle Wang shook his head slightly.
I have to say, the young master's hobby is quite special!
It was pretty good. After being comforted, Uncle Wang didn't remain stubborn for long and he was relieved in the end.
The good thing about being young is that you have more opportunities to choose from, and you are also more likely to try new things.
It's been a long time since the eldest master accepted the arrangement of fate. It's rare that he has someone he likes, so of course he will support and congratulate him.
"Uncle Wang, please eat!" Seeing Uncle Wang's micro-expression, Wen Shuzhou pursed his lips and helped Uncle Wang pick up the dishes.
"Good..." Uncle Wang was very satisfied with the bite of seashell.
"Wen Miao, eat this." Seeing that Wen Miao had eaten three or four pieces of mushrooms, Wen Shuzhou gave Wen Miao a large mushroom to please him.
"Okay, thanks."
Needless to say, Wen Shuzhou observed Wen Miao's preferences very carefully. Wen Miao's lips immediately curved up.
After finishing the hot pot, Wen Miao and Wen Qingzhou ate heartily, while Wen Shuzhou and Uncle Wang ate happily with their own thoughts.
"Uncle Wang, drive back slowly."
After dinner, Wen Shuzhou saw Uncle Wang out of the yard.
"I will, Master. Just do whatever you want to do, and don't let yourself regret it in the future!"
Before getting in the car, Uncle Wang patted Wen Shuzhou's shoulder meaningfully.
"Uncle Wang, did you see through it? Don't you object?" Wen Shuzhou said with a warm smile.
"It's a good thing, why should I object?" Uncle Wang said with a smile.
"Uncle Wang, thank you for your understanding." Wen Shuzhou's smile spread like a spring breeze.