Although they were very distrustful of the robot, the old couple were also afraid that their son would get an upset stomach, so they gritted their teeth and picked up the stir-fried lettuce and meat from the plate to taste it.
After chewing it, Father An found that the taste was even better than he had imagined.
An's mother also tasted the stir-fried seasonal vegetables and felt that they were no different from what she usually made, and even tasted better than what she made.
The old couple were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
An Jingzhi asked with a smile, "How is it? Not bad, right? There are many recipes in the program." And there are also recipes in other people's intranet.
In other words, the housekeeping robot has very high cooking skills. It can see the chef's recipe and can control the proportion of seasonings and the heat with absolute precision.
All of these things were transmitted by Zero to the housekeeping robot.
"This, this thing can really cook?" An's mother was a little unbelievable.
She was originally very surprised to see a lump of iron that could move around. She didn't expect that this lump of iron could actually cook, and the food it cooked tasted even better than hers.
The old couple’s cooking skills are actually quite good, otherwise their bun shop business wouldn’t be so good. After all, preparing the stuffing requires skill.
"Jingzhi, this, this thing won't have any problems, right?" The old couple didn't know much about the Internet, nor did they have the time to learn about it. They didn't understand the intelligence level of this household robot, and its epoch-making significance for the current era.
I just subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, what can go wrong? I did it all myself. With this robot, we won't have to do housework anymore. You won't have to do your morning chores either. Just let this robot do it, and you can rest a little longer."
In fact, he could earn money by himself, which was enough for the old couple to support themselves in their old age, but the old couple had worked for most of their lives and it was not like they would just quit. An Jingzhi knew that even if he asked them not to open the breakfast shop, the old couple probably would not agree.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have made the protective capsule and the household robot.
At night, lying in bed, the old couple felt that the past few days had been very unreal.
"Old An, pinch me, why do I feel like I'm dreaming?" An's mother murmured, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Her hand was still stroking the Buddha amulet, which was made of metal. She was also asked by many people that this metal amulet did not look like something an elderly person would wear.
Generally young people prefer it.
But as long as it is a gift from her son, An's mother will be happy to accept it no matter what it is.
Father An was also a little dazed. "You old woman, why should I pinch you? Aren't you going to pinch me to death later?"
Under normal circumstances, An's mother might have retorted to him, but now she didn't have the heart to do so.
"Do you think Jingzhi has really come up with some research? Look at him, his temper has improved recently. He knows he cares about us, and he made a piece of iron that can do housework and even gave us gifts."
"Although I'm not well-educated, I can guess that this piece of iron is probably not simple. Have you ever heard of anyone using this piece of iron? We only see it on TV dramas. I think Jingzhi may have really been researching something these years. We have misunderstood our son."
In the past, they might have said this because they felt they were deceiving themselves, but now the old couple really have this thought.
Mother An's voice was a little choked up. "I knew it, I knew our Jingzhi wasn't that kind of person. He must have been under too much pressure from doing research and couldn't control his temper. He has us in his heart."
Father An turned around, hugged his old wife and comforted her, "Okay, okay, don't cry, isn't everything okay? As long as our son is really down-to-earth and works hard, we don't have to worry about him being left without anyone to take care of him after we're gone."
Mother An hugged Father An and couldn't help crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in the past few years.
Her previously clever and intelligent son became gloomy and unkind. Every time he asked for money from home for various reasons, his mother believed them. She knew that her son was different from other children and had been smart since he was young. It was normal for him to use money to research something. She only blamed herself for not being able to afford more research for her son.
Later, he cruelly sold the shop he had opened and saved money for several years, all in order to raise research funds for his son.
She didn't feel sorry at all. As long as her son was fine, she was fine.
"That's great, I knew it... I knew Jingzhi... Jingzhi is a smart and filial child."
Father An continued to comfort his old wife.
Later, the original owner resigned and said that he wanted to stay home and focus on research wholeheartedly. The old couple did not say anything and they silently supported their son with their actions.
Even though they have to get up early and go to bed late, and their workload has increased several times, they never complain. Even if their son is in a bad mood and takes his anger out on them, they never regret it.
Others said that their son was useless, that his life was ruined because he stayed at home playing games every day. They were shaken at times, but in the end they chose to believe their son.
But he also did not forget to leave a way out for his son - to save as much money as possible for his future spending.
Just when the old couple was becoming more and more shaken, An Jingzhi came and gave them a reassurance.
An Jingzhi told them that as a son, he was indeed doing project research and he had his parents in his heart.
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The next day.
The old couple's decades-long biological clock makes them wake up at around three o'clock.
When they arrived at the kitchen, they found that the robot was already busy and had done most of the work. They only needed two more hours to sell it directly.
An's mother was a little worried. She thought her son was joking last night, but she didn't expect the robot to actually start making dumplings and mixing the filling.
The reason why their business is so good is all due to her unique filling taste. She was worried that the filling prepared by the robot would taste different from their original taste, so she used chopsticks to taste a little of the filling prepared by the robot.
"How could this happen..." Mother An said in a daze after tasting it.
Father An was a little anxious. "What's wrong? Is it too unpalatable?" If it tasted bad, it would be terrible. Wouldn't such a large pot of stuffing be wasted? If it tasted bad, it definitely couldn't be sold. Wouldn't that ruin our reputation?
I don't know how long it will take to eat it at home...
Mother An shook her head and said, "It tastes exactly like the stuffing I made."
Father An was a little surprised. He picked up a chopstick and dipped a little of the filling in it to taste it. "It's really the same. If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you made it."
The two looked at the robot that was still busy working. They didn't expect that such a piece of metal could actually help them so much.
"That's good. We can rest a little longer in the morning from now on." Father An said happily.
When they were young, this level of work intensity was nothing to the old couple, but now that they are older, they sometimes feel a little overwhelmed when doing these tasks, but they have no choice but to do them.
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