Not necessarily good

"Xi Xi suo suo"

Dashi xiujie took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his clothes. He unfolded it and then handed it to Yuan Zhou with both hands.

"Master, this is the dish I plan to make for the program. Please take a look. Ever since I ate your steamed rice with anchovy, the taste has been engraved in my heart." Dashi xiujie said with a righteous attitude. Steamed rice with anchovy fish was a delicacy from the beginning of the dream.

It was also the steamed rice with anchovy that had conquered dashi xiujie and tengyuan.

Yuan Zhou received it and pondered over it. He found that dashi's cooking skills had improved. If he cooked according to the recipe, the taste would definitely be good. Moreover, it would be more dazzling and suitable for the production of the program.

"This is the dish we'll use for our homework. Come over when you're free in the next two days. You can try different types of rice and see if you can find anything new." Yuan Zhou said.