「October 11, early morning.」
As a young man from Yi Province, Zhou Li understood the importance of cooking skills—although Aunt Jiang always cooked at home, Old Zhou's cooking was also edible. Before Zhou Li entered his senior year of high school, when Aunt Jiang was still working, Old Zhou would occasionally take over the kitchen.
In Zhou Li's memory, his grandfather's cooking had also been quite tasty. Perhaps this cooking gene would skip a generation and be passed down to him?
Having been sealed for eighteen years, it was time to activate it!
Of course, one mustn't aim too high too soon.
He decided to start with boiling frozen dumplings and frying eggs.
The former was of very low difficulty.
But, to be honest, Zhou Li hadn't boiled dumplings many times despite his age. He wasn't accustomed to eating late-night snacks. If he ever wanted some, Zhu Shuang would always volunteer to cook them, leaving Zhou Li to wash the dishes afterward.
