Zhou Yang wiped his hands and walked confidently toward Qi Sheng.
"Boss, what did you think of the dishes I made?"
"Not bad, but there's still room for improvement."
Qi Sheng understood Zhou Yang's feelings, but it was all the effect of the system's buff.
If he left Zifei, Zhou Yang would revert to his original self.
"Heh, getting a 'not bad' from you means my cooking skills are actually decent."
Zhou Yang was especially in awe of Qi Sheng's culinary skills.
Even his master, Yu Huachuan, admitted he was no match.
He himself was a long, long way from Qi Sheng's level.
At first, Zhou Yang had gotten a little cocky when he realized how much his cooking had improved.
But then he went home and cooked a dish, following the exact same steps he used at the restaurant.
Yet the flavor was off by a long shot.
Although Zhou Yang couldn't figure out why, he knew he had no right to be arrogant.
Yu Huachuan had a similar experience.
