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Yuan Zhou's suspicion was very reasonable, because the system had clearly stated that the ink bamboo was like an ancient vine. The vine couldn't possibly be so straightforward.

And now, this bamboo was held in Yuan Zhou's hand. His slender fingers and the straight black bamboo were placed together, making the black bamboo look even gentler and more beautiful. It was more like a work of art than a pot or a bowl used for eating.

Indeed, Yuan Zhou's hands were the most beautiful and well-maintained part of his body.

As a man, Yuan Zhou's fingers were very long. The joints were obvious but not wide and had a nice shape. His skin was also relatively fair, like that of a pianist. Furthermore, it looked very delicate. Even the hands of some girls were far inferior to his.

Moreover, Yuan Zhou's hands, which often held knives and ingredients, did not have any calluses.

For example, Yin ya often stared blankly at Yuan Zhou's hands and compared them from time to time before lamenting that her hands were not good-looking.

This was the result of Yuan Zhou's careful maintenance as a Top Chef, afraid that his rough hands would damage the delicate ingredients.

It was just like how a top embroideress's hands were prettier than her face.

As far as Yuan Zhou was concerned, his ingredients were much more expensive than cloth. Naturally, he had to take good care of his hands.

Even man man ridiculed Yuan Zhou, saying that even if he didn't become a chef in the future, he could still be a man's hand model with his pair of hands. Women would definitely like him very much.

It was definitely Yuan Zhou who bought whatever he advertised.

"System, so your vine is this straight?" Yuan Zhou teased.

The system displayed,"this original species of black bamboo has been cultivated by the system. Its height has reached ten meters and its average diameter is seven centimeters."

"A bamboo ten meters tall isn't short at all. However, it's only seven centimeters in diameter on average. It looks like this bamboo isn't that thick." Yuan Zhou imagined the black bamboo secretly.

The system displayed,"this black bamboo grows at 46.3 degrees north latitude to 47.4 degrees south latitude. It is warm at an altitude of 700 meters above sea level. The average annual temperature is 18 degrees Celsius, and the annual precipitation is 1000 mm in the area."

"The other bamboos do not have strict requirements for the soil, but this black bamboo has strict requirements. It needs deep, fertile, moist, and acidic soil with good drainage."

"A type of underground water is used to water the black bamboo so that it is rich in trace elements and amino acids. After it is cut open, it has a unique and long fragrance."

"As for the section of black bamboo in your hands, you will use a three year old bamboo whip. With a growth rate of 0.3 meters per year, you will only use the straightest 30-centimeter bamboo pole that was born that year."

"So, this bamboo is only 30 centimeters long?" Yuan Zhou pinched the bamboo and asked.

The system displayed,[yes, the most suitable ingredient for bamboo rice is the year-old bamboo.]

"It is indeed a system that seeks perfection." Yuan Zhou pinched the warm bamboo in his hand and continued to be speechless.

The system displayed,[thank you for the compliment, host.]

"You're welcome," Yuan Zhou said politely with an expressionless face.

After being stunned for quite a while, Yuan Zhou finally recovered from his habitual beating,""Speaking of which, system, did you say that you were the one who cultivated the bamboo?"

The system displayed,"yes."

"So you have your own laboratory?" Yuan Zhou asked casually.

The system displayed,"the host's level is too low, unable to know."

"Ahem." Yuan Zhou couldn't help coughing when he saw that and then continued,""It's been a long time since I've said that my level is low. " Yuan Zhou was a little speechless.

"So, system, you can't tell me?" Yuan Zhou said.

This time, the system disappeared again and did not reply.

"There's a laboratory and a system that can cultivate ingredients by itself. It seems to be on earth." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself and then fully immersed himself in the preparation of the dishes.

Of course, nobody knew about the confrontation between Yuan Zhou and the system. However, the black bamboo in his hand was still very conspicuous.

For example, Jin Ming saw it at a glance and said,""Boss Yuan, you must be holding a purple bamboo, right? it looks really good. Can you use it to cook the bamboo rice?"

That's right, as a criminal defense lawyer, Jin Ming's favorite hobby was to play the flute, and unfortunately, the purple bamboo was most suitable to be used as a flute.

"I've asked this question before. " As an old man in his family, Ling Hong also knew that the purple bamboo was used to make musical instruments.

"It's really purple bamboo?" Jin Ming's face was full of pain, as if he was using his treasured flute.

"Of course not. This is black bamboo. It's called black bamboo and it's not the same species as the purple bamboo. This bamboo has a unique fragrance and there are so many delicious bamboos. Boss Yuan doesn't have such a wasteful bamboo that he uses as an art." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said leisurely.

"It's good that you're not. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but take the bamboo back to boss Yuan. " Jin Ming said with a chuckle.

However, Ling Hong at the side covered his mouth and didn't say anything, because he was frightened by Wu Hai's idiom of wasting a heavenly treasure.

In this restaurant, there was really no one else who was the most nouveau riche other than Ling Hong. However, Ling Hong had never said that he was very nouveau riche in front of Yuan Zhou.

There was no other reason. Ling Hong couldn't cook herbal tea eggs with Keemun black tea. After all, he still wanted his leg.

Therefore, Wu Hai was probably wrong to say that Yuan Zhou didn't waste heavenly resources.

"No, this guy is already wasting God's gifts. He's probably a desert in his heart." Ling Hong looked at Wu Hai with contempt and didn't say anything.

Time passed very quickly. In just a little while, Yuan Zhou had already prepared the bamboo rice. Zhou Jia was walking towards Jin Ming with a tray in her hand.

"Here's your bamboo rice, please enjoy. " Zhou Jia put down the tray and carried out an oval plate.

The plate was not porcelain white, but a warm ivory white. There were small teeth at the bottom, which tripped the round bamboo and did not roll around. The Ivory white background of the plate against the ink-black bamboo made it look a little elegant.

"You can open the bamboo tube by gently lifting the edge with your chopsticks," Zhou Jia told him the way to eat and then left.

"This is the first time I've seen such clean bamboo rice." Jin Ming looked at it curiously, then used his chopsticks to poke at the joints on both ends of the bamboo tube.

With a light pinch of the chopsticks, the bamboo tube split into two equal halves on the plate, revealing the crystal White rice inside. Each grain was plump and had the luster of the rice oil, looking extremely fragrant.

At this moment, a wave of hot air with the aroma of the rice was directly released, and Jin Ming inhaled it.

"Oh, it smells so good." Jin Ming couldn't help but use his chopsticks to pick up a bit of rice and stuff it into his mouth.

The bamboo rice was different from the others because it was wrapped in bamboo and roasted. The rich bamboo liquid and mountain spring water were soaked in the rice grains, making the rice grains soft and full of the fresh bamboo fragrance.

Jin Ming ate very quickly, and in a short while, he had already finished half of the White rice and bamboo tube rice. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

The bamboo tube rice had the sweetness of the rice grains when it was chewed. It was mixed with the taste of the washed bamboo, making one feel as if they were in a quiet bamboo forest. The air was filled with the taste of the empty bamboo after the rain, but the sweet taste of the rice was in the mouth.

"I feel that I don't need to eat. It's enough to just eat." Jin Ming used his strong self-control to suppress his desire to continue eating and waited for the dishes to be served.

He believed in Ling Hong's words and ordered quite a few dishes ...