Chapter 739 - The Alliance of The Direction Idiots (1/2)

Yuan Zhou always looked good when he was cooking. Whether it was his tidy and clean fingers or his completely smooth actions while cooking, both were a sight that would fit to be captured on camera at any time.

In truth, if one used electric rice cooker and gauze, one could still make the Drip Cooked Rice. However, the taste would be lacking if it was cooked with that method. Therefore, Yuan Zhou used the traditional method when cooking this dish.

“Do you guys feel like watching Boss Yuan cooking is an enjoyment in itself?” Meng Meng lamented.

The viewers who were engrossed with watching Yuan Zhou all voiced their agreement. But Tang Xi who was seated beside Meng Meng had a different opinion.

As a long time fangirl of Yuan Zhou, it was very rare for Tang Xi to have a differing opinion on Yuan Zhou. This time, she had a completely different opinion.

“I don’t like to watch Boss Yuan cooking at all,” Tang Xi first voiced her opinion.

“Why?” Meng Meng asked, confused.

“Because watching him cooking makes me hungry,” Tang Xi grumbled.

“Hahaha, that’s right,” Meng Meng replied with a smile.

“That is right. I can’t eat here every day, yet the mere sight of Boss Yuan cooking is making me hungry. This is torture,” Tang Xi complained.

“It is indeed hard to be a fangirl,” Meng Meng nodded in agreement.

“Yeah,” Tang Xi heavily nodded her head.

While Meng Meng and Tang Xi were talking about the life of being Yuan Zhou’s fangirl, Wu Hai was calling out at Yuan Zhou who had just placed a dish down.

“Boss Yuan, I heard you are looking for that professional goat liver chef. Should we go together?” Wu Hai said while rubbing his mustache, his expression solemn.

“Oh?” Yuan Zhou looked at Wu Hai doubtfully.

Wu Hai would never do anything with no reason. He was probably planning something again, such as scamming a free meal from him or something. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was very vigilant when dealing with him.

“I’m afraid that you won’t be able to find your way there. At the very least, I can show you the way,” Wu Hai earnestly offered.

“No thanks. I have a map,” Yuan Zhou rejected.

“Maps are completely unreliable. A human GPS like me is more reliable,” Wu Hai said while slapping his chest.

“You can’t read maps?” Yuan Zhou asked when he recalled that Wu Hai was a direction idiot.

“Cough, cough. How is that possible? I am a painter. A map is very similar to a painting. Of course I can read maps,” Wu Hai solemnly replied.

Yuan Zhou would have believed Wu Hai with the serious expression on Wu Hai’s face if he didn’t already know the type of person Wu Hai was.

Looking at how serious Wu Hai was acting, Yuan Zhou decided to be tactful when speaking.

“Zheng Jiawei said that you’re a direction idiot. If you can’t read maps, just admit it. I am a kind person. I don’t mind giving you some help,” Yuan Zhou said.

“Zheng Jiawei is a big mouthed idiot,” Wu Hai muttered before nodding in agreement.

Just like that, the confident Yuan Zhou and the Wu Hai who believed he had reached his goal arrived at an agreement. They had both decided to look for the goat liver relying on a vague map drawn by the old man.

Little did Wu Hai know that Yuan Zhou himself was also a direction idiot as well. What would happen when two direction idiots gathered? That would be a mystery.

But perhaps, they would reach the Mariana Trench by relying on this map. After all, in the eyes of a direction idiot, the entire world looked the same.

“Your Drip Cooked Rice, please enjoy your meal,” Zhou Jia served the rice and interrupted Meng Meng’s stream.