Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuzhuo nodded slightly, a flicker of anticipation in his eyes, and said to Hé Yǔshuǐ, "Fair enough. It seems I really need to prioritize my lifelong commitment. But Yǔshuǐ, once I actually have a wife, you’ll have to teach her a couple of your signature dishes. I’m hoping to be able to enjoy such delicious meals at home regularly."
Hé Yǔshuǐ straightened up, her face glowing with pride, and patted her chest as she promised, "Brother Zhao, you can set your heart at ease. I guarantee I’ll teach her everything I know until she’s got it down. My skills might not be top-tier, but they were all honed with genuine effort. As long as your future wife is willing to learn, I’ll pass it all on without holding anything back."
Just then, Wang Jianguo set down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and chimed in with a smile, "Brother Zhao, stop sighing over there. If you’re really craving Yǔshuǐ’s cooking, you don’t need to worry about missing out. Once we find a suitable spot near the Commune, we’ll open a restaurant and let Yǔshuǐ be the head chef. Whenever you want to eat, just go right in. It’ll be as easy as that."
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