Chapter 1061 Clues of the System

Yuanzhou was very suspicious, because the system clearly stated that the black bamboo looked like an ancient vine, and the vine couldn't be so straight from the center to the outside.

And now this piece of bamboo is held in Yuan Zhou's hand. The slender fingers match the straight black bamboo, making the black bamboo look more gentle and beautiful, more like a work of art rather than a pot or a eating bowl.

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

As a man, Yuan Zhou's fingers are very long, the joints are obvious but not wide, the shape is good-looking, and the skin is fair, like a piano player, and looks very delicate, even some girls' hands are far inferior.

Moreover, Yuan Zhou's hands, which he often used to use a knife to pick up ingredients, didn't have any calluses at all.

For example, Yin Ya often stares at Yuan Zhou's hands, comparing them from time to time, and then laments that her hands don't look good.

This is the result of Yuan Zhou's careful maintenance as a top chef, fearing that his rough hands might damage the delicate ingredients.

Just like the hands of a top showgirl are more beautiful than her face, in order to prevent the rough hands from getting hung up with the precious and delicate fabrics.

For Yuanzhou, his ingredients are much more expensive than cloth, so he naturally has to take good care of his hands.

Even Manman teased Yuanzhou and said that even if he doesn't become a chef in the future, with his hands, Yuanzhou can still make a man's hand model, and women will definitely like it.

It must be that Yuanzhou buys whatever he advertises.

"So your vines are so straight?" Yuanzhou teased.

The system now reads: "This original variety of black bamboo has been cultivated by this system, and its height reaches ten meters, with an average diameter of seven centimeters."

"A ten-meter-high bamboo is really not too short, but the average diameter is only seven centimeters. It seems that this bamboo is not strong." Yuanzhou secretly imagined the black bamboo.

The system now reads: "This black bamboo grows from 46.3 degrees north latitude to 47.4 degrees south latitude, in an area with a warm climate at an altitude of 700 meters, with an average annual temperature of 18 degrees Celsius, and an annual precipitation of 1000 millimeters."

"Other bamboos have less stringent soil requirements, but this bamboo has strict requirements. It needs acidic soil that is deep, fertile, moist and well-drained."

"Using a type of underground water to water the ink bamboo, it is rich in trace elements and amino acids, and its fragrance is unique and long-lasting after being cut."

"The black bamboo in the host's hands is a three-year-old bamboo whip. With a growth rate of 0.3 meters per year, only the 30cm straightest bamboo pole that was born in that year was taken."

"So, this piece of bamboo is only thirty centimeters long?" Yuan Zhou asked, holding the bamboo.

The system now reads: "Yes, the most suitable ingredient for bamboo tube rice is annual bamboo."

"It is indeed a system that strives for excellence." Yuan Zhou continued speechlessly while squeezing the warm bamboo in his hand.

The system now reads: "Thank you, host, for the compliment."

"You're welcome." Yuan Zhou was polite and expressionless.

After being stunned for a while, Yuanzhou recovered from the habitual blow: "Speaking of the system, you said you cultivated the bamboo?"

The system displays: "Yes."

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

The system now reads: "The host level is too low and cannot be known."

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

"So, you can't say anything about the system?" Yuan Zhou said.

Then this time the system disappeared again and there was no reply.

"It seems that there is a laboratory and a system that can grow ingredients by itself on Earth." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself, and then devoted himself to making meals.

Of course, no one knew about Yuan Zhou's confrontation with the system, but the black bamboo in his hand was still very conspicuous.

For example, Jin Ming saw it at a glance and said, "What Boss Yuan has is black bamboo. It's really good. Can it be used to make bamboo rice?"

Yes, as a criminal defense lawyer, Jin Ming’s usual hobby is playing the flute, and unfortunately this purple bamboo is the most suitable for making flutes and flutes.

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

"Is it really Zizhu?" Jin Ming looked pained, as if he was using his treasured flute.

"Of course not. This is black bamboo. It has a unique aroma. There are so many delicious bamboos. How can Boss Yuan waste so much money on bamboo for art." Wu Hai touched Xuanzi and said leisurely.

"It's okay if it's not, otherwise I'm afraid I'll give the bamboo to Boss Yuan and take it back." Jin Ming said with a smile.

Ling Hong, on the other hand, covered his mouth and stopped talking because he was frightened by Wu Hai's idiom about wasting everything.

There is really no one other than Ling Hong who is the richest person in this store. But in front of Yuan Zhou, Ling Hong never said that he was rich.

For no other reason than Keemun black tea is used to cook tea eggs, Ling Hong just couldn't do it. After all, he still wanted his legs.

Therefore, Wu Hai who said that Yuanzhou would not waste natural resources was probably blind.

"No, this guy is already very wasteful. He probably feels like a desert in his heart and has no clue." Ling Hong looked at Wu Hai with disdain and said nothing.

Time passed very quickly, and soon Yuan Zhou had already prepared bamboo tube rice, and Zhou Jiazheng was walking towards Jin Ming with a tray.

"Please use your bamboo tube rice slowly." Zhou Jia put down the tray and took out an oval plate.

This plate is not porcelain white, but a warm ivory white. There are small teeth on the bottom, which catch the round bamboo and prevent it from rolling around. The ivory white background of the plate looks a bit elegant against the dark bamboo.

"You can open the bamboo tube by gently lifting the edge with chopsticks." Zhou Jia explained how to eat it, and then left.

"This is the first time I've seen such clean bamboo rice." Jin Ming looked at it curiously, and then poked the bamboo sections at both ends of the bamboo tube with his chopsticks.

With a gentle pinch of the chopsticks, the bamboo tube split into two equal halves on the plate, and the crystal white rice was immediately exposed inside. The grains were plump and had the sheen of rice oil, and they looked extremely fragrant. Looks like it's gone.

At this moment, a burst of hot air came out directly with the aroma of rice, and was inhaled by Jin Ming's nose.

"Oh, it smells so good." Jin Ming couldn't bear to take the chopsticks, picked up a little rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bamboo tube rice is different from others because it is wrapped in bamboo and grilled. Hsinchu's abundant bamboo liquid and mountain spring water are soaked in the rice, making the rice soft and full of fresh bamboo aroma.

Jin Ming ate very quickly. After a while, he had eaten half of the white rice and bamboo tube rice, and it felt like the more he chewed, the more delicious it became.

This bamboo tube rice has the sweetness of rice grains as soon as you chew it, mixed with the smell of washed bamboo, which makes you feel like you are in a quiet bamboo forest. The air is filled with the smell of diabolo after rain, but the sweetness of rice is in your mouth.

"It feels like there is no need to eat, just eating is enough." Jin Ming used his strong self-control to suppress his desire to continue eating, and waited for the food to be served.

He ordered several dishes according to Xin Linghong's words

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