Fu Yu smiled, but after smiling, he couldn't help thinking, if others were to taste the food he grilled, what would they think?
In this barbecue tasting, with his skill level, what rank could he achieve?
Aiming for the top five, striving for fourth place?
When it comes to things he's uncertain about, Fu Yu never indulges in arrogance.
He prepared and plated the fourth flavor of the takeout one by one, and gave them to Zhang Jinyu for packing.
Fu Yu looked at the sauce bowls in front of him.
Anyway, there are a total of five cooking progress storage disks, might as well try using one. If it fails, it doesn't hurt.
If it really doesn't work, he could just give up the task this time.
It was just about enhancing his taste skills; not acquiring them wouldn't be a big deal.
With the system's support, was he worried about not having a chance to turn things around in the future?
Thinking along these lines, Fu Yu was thoroughly reassured.
