Food: Randomly set up stalls, even the little guy is drooling.

On Monday morning, Xingcheng Biliju (a local business) will be there.

"What? You want to learn how to cut meat from me?" Wang Sheng nearly choked on his tea, which he hadn't even swallowed yet. He put down his cup, looked at Lu Feng speechlessly, and asked, "Would you like to see what kind of cuisine our restaurant serves?"

"We both make pastries, why don't you find a master of red dishes to learn from?"

The night before, on the plane, Lu Feng suddenly told himself that he wanted to visit Master Xie Zong at Bi Ran Ju to express his gratitude.

Wang Sheng naturally had no reason to refuse. However, today Lu Feng had exchanged pleasantries with Master Xie Zong, but then pulled him aside to chat.

Wang Sheng wondered to himself, "When did our relationship become so good?" He still remembered Lu Feng's unapproachable demeanor as he said, "You don't need to think too much." Was it that he was overthinking things? Why did Lu Feng always say that?

"Isn't this just because I know you?" Of course, Lu Feng wouldn't tell the truth. He came up with a reason he had prepared in advance: "I heard that Cantonese dim sum also requires slicing duck and such. As Master Xie Zong's favorite student, your knife skills must be top-notch."

These words struck a nerve with Wang Sheng, who considered himself an all-rounder and was quite pleased. However, his doubts remained. "Wait a minute," he said, "when I watched you chop the filling during the competition, you were quite methodical. You didn't seem like someone who couldn't cut meat. Are you deliberately trying to make fun of me?"

"How can that be the same? My move was just a chaotic hack and slash, nothing special. What I want to learn is your skillful technique."

Wang Sheng was skeptical, but since they had already gone this far, she couldn't refuse. "Come on, let's try it in the kitchen."

In front of the cutting board, Wang Sheng prepared a piece of pork tenderloin and a cleaver for Lu Feng, saying, "You try it first, let me see."

When Lu Feng saw Wang Sheng's expression, he knew that Wang Sheng still didn't believe him.

Lu Feng picked up the knife and started cutting the meat, but it was like sawing wood; he either cut it crookedly or cut it too thick.

"What the hell!" Wang Sheng finally couldn't hold back anymore. "You really can't do it?"

Wang Sheng had no choice but to start teaching from the basics.

"When cutting meat, whether it's shredding, slicing, dicing, or cutting into strips, the principles are the same. First, hold the knife firmly, relax your wrist, and use your shoulder and arm to generate power..." Wang Sheng said, demonstrating as he spoke.

His movements were slow but extremely steady, and he explained every detail clearly, from the angle of the knife to the trajectory of the blade.

Lu Feng studied with great focus, trying his best to remember the key points Wang Sheng mentioned.

Knife skills experience points +2, +3...

In less than an hour, when it was Lu Feng's turn to cut the meat again, the strips he cut were much better. Although they were still far from being as even as Wang Sheng's, at least they weren't cut crooked, and he had much better control than before.

Wang Sheng's initial doubts were gradually replaced by surprise. This guy is really quick to understand; his learning speed is astonishing.

At this moment, Lu Feng spoke up, "Brother Sheng, I'm going to the restroom."

"Go quickly, go quickly." Wang Sheng quickly took a sip of tea to calm his nerves.

A few minutes later, Lu Feng returned and stood back in front of the chopping board.

Seeing his posture, Wang Sheng teased, "Isn't it unnecessary to work so hard? Rome wasn't built in a day."

"Let's try again." Lu Feng picked up the knife, his expression calm. Then, he lowered his wrist, and the blade began to whistle.

Several almost identical strips of pork were laid flat on the cutting board, uniform in width and with smooth cut surfaces.

Wang Sheng paused in his tea-drinking motion, partly out of surprise, and partly because he really didn't want to choke again.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Sheng leaned closer to the cutting board, carefully examining the strips of meat. He looked up at Lu Feng, his expression suspicious. "You little brat, are you kidding me? You're not even going to pretend anymore! This is better than what I cut!"

Is this reasonable? If Lu Feng initially scored close to zero, under his tutelage, he still managed to get around 30 or 40. But going to the toilet suddenly boosted his score to 90! How did Rome get built in a day?

"This... why does going to the restroom make you seem like a completely different person? Is this reasonable? This is clearly unreasonable!"

"Is this reasonable? Absolutely reasonable!" Lu Feng had just been itching to show off his skills, but he didn't expect Wang Sheng to react so strongly.

While he was in the restroom, he took a stroll around the Dream Study Room.

He sat on the toilet, returning to the dream world. This time, Lu Feng felt completely different. It really did require using the dream replay room in conjunction with the method; Wang Sheng's teachings played clearly in his mind.

The way you hold the knife, the skillful use of your wrist, cutting against the grain to keep the meat tender...

Is this the power of knowledge?

Is this what post-mortem care for sows is like?

He took a deep breath and made another cut.

It felt completely different! The knife seemed to be an extension of my arm. I wielded the knife, cut the meat, and the strips of meat that were the same length and width with neat cuts.

Knife skills experience points +5, +10...

The surge of experience points greatly invigorated Lu Feng. Four minutes later, which was three days into the dream, Lu Feng exited the dream.

Thank goodness, if I had come back any later, my head would have fallen into the trash can full of toilet paper.

Does Wang Sheng know what he sacrificed? Therefore, all of this makes perfect sense!

"Is Lu Feng here to show off on purpose?" Wang Sheng was already certain that Lu Feng was playing abstract games again, and laughed and scolded, "Get lost, I'm not teaching anymore, coming here so early in the morning to make jokes like this."

"It's all thanks to your excellent teaching." Lu Feng's earnest and sincere attitude had completely stumped Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng started to ponder again. If he wasn't just showing off, his learning ability was just too abnormal, wasn't it? Or was this what a true genius was like? Like Newton who invented universal gravitation after being hit on the head, did he have an epiphany after going to the bathroom? Wang Sheng used his imagination to reasonably explain everything.

After exchanging some pastry-making techniques with Wang Sheng, Lu Feng rushed to the hospital to visit his grandmother. He then gave the hospital the 50,000 yuan prize money he had just received, ensuring that he wouldn't have to worry about the second nursing surgery this week.

However, even if Grandma gets better, she can't continue living in a rented room. We have to create a better environment for Grandma and myself! There are still three months until the New Year, and we must move into a new house! Lu Feng thought to himself.

However, there's less than a day left before the stall starts. This afternoon, I still have to deliver goods to Zhang Zixuan and the others, otherwise the resentment from the QQ group will spill over onto the screen.

It's not just the kids who share the same resentment.

In order to promote their mini-program, they created a green bubble group to sell steamed buns.

Han Caiwei checked the app for two consecutive days and found that the mini-program had not released any more slots since it sold out on Friday, and the reservation button remained grayed out and unclickable.

Most importantly, the boss, Lu Feng, isn't in this group?! The group owner is someone else, whose profile picture is a handsome cartoon guy with white hair, and whose name is something like "Want to Eat Steamed Buns Every Day".

"Caiwei: @EverydayWantToEatBaozi, group admin, why hasn't this mini-program updated for two days in a row? Is it broken?"

"Xingcheng Foodie Atao: Same question! Boss Lu wasn't out at his stall the day before yesterday and last night!"

"I want to eat steamed buns every day (group owner): Dear brothers and sisters, you want to know, and I want to know too! I'm just a working guy."

"I want to eat steamed buns every day (group admin): Ah! The teacher's here, I have to go now! I have to start class!"

Huh? Class? Han Caiwei was dumbfounded. What was going on? This guy was really a laborer? Did Boss Lu hire child laborers?

Suddenly, the Green Bubble mini-program refreshed and displayed a clickable reservation button!