Magical realism

After master Cheng thanked everyone, he stared at Yuan Zhou attentively, who had yet to speak. What he cared about the most was naturally his master's evaluation.

"Your cutting skills aren't good enough. Is this a problem with the knife? Otherwise, you wouldn't have such an obvious problem. "

"During the preparation, the ratio of the sauce was good, which highlighted the fresh and delicious taste of the shepherd's purse. The kneading time of the flour was a little different from the waking time. Did you figure it out yourself?" Yuan Zhou asked.

"That's right," master Cheng said."You're indeed a master. I can't hide any of my thoughts at all. This way, the noodles will be more elastic and can ensure the taste of the shepherd's purse pancake to the greatest extent."

"Well, overall, you've improved since last time. This time, it'll be the assessment for this month. Go back and think about it." Yuan Zhou said slowly.