"Master, chef Zhou has a certificate."

Chen Wu, who took a deep breath and felt alive, pointed to the green chapter the size of the baby's fingernail in one corner of the video, "look, he has got the green certificate issued by the environmental monitoring administration on their planet."

Huh?

In short, I looked carefully and found that there was really one.

"How did he get this certificate? Can I apply for one? "

If she gets it, she can stink tofu, screw powder and sour bamboo shoots.

These three kinds of food taste more and more. Stinky tofu is pure stink, sour bamboo shoots are sour smell, and snail powder is powerful.

It tastes like an adult cesspit.

Is comparable to the existence of biological and chemical weapons.

Who expected to listen to Jin Zhen, "I'm afraid I can't. If I remember correctly, chef Zhou has this certificate because he was a material chemistry boss before he changed his career as a cook."

"This major involves chemical processes, and there will be a smell of hazard level. It's not surprising that chef Zhou, as a professional, can get a certificate."

"But master, you are a professional in esophagus. Even if there is smell in esophagus, it belongs to the smell of safety level. You don't need this certificate."

"That means I can't get it?"

"Yes!" Three chicks peck rice.

In short, "...."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen Wu thought for a moment and asked, "master, do you have to stink tofu?"

In short, he said, "I don't just want to make stinky tofu, I also want to make snail powder and sour bamboo shoots."

What else do the three people don't understand? These three foods must taste heavier than each other.

Jin Zhen couldn't help but give an idea, "master, in fact, you can do it without a certificate."

As he said this, he smiled. It was proof that it might be difficult for others, but it was nothing to their master.

"Sansheng group has research rooms and workshops. You can borrow their research rooms and workshops."

As soon as Jin Zhen finished speaking, his brain was hurt. Chen Wu said expressionless, "shut up."

But the meaning in his eyes was "why do you have to give advice to master?".

In short, "...."

She understood this look, but she couldn't understand Chen Wu's worry.

"Jin Zhen is a good idea!"

She really thought it was a good idea. "I'll talk to Mr. Black later and see if I can borrow their workshop."

Chen Wu wanted to kill Jin Zhen. If he had nothing to do, the result was that master was moved. However, his heart was not easy to move.

He took a deep breath, and after much consideration, he decided to be outspoken, "master, I don't think it's right."

"What's wrong?" In short, it's strange.

Jin Zhen and Chen Jinrong also looked at him with burning eyes, with an expression of "since you're wrong, give us a reason.".

Chen Wu didn't talk nonsense. He directly explained the purpose of each group's laboratory and workshop. After that, he looked at it briefly. "Master, even if you and Sansheng group are partners, you can't say it without paying a price."

"Moreover, capital doesn't do unprofitable business. As far as I know, the Empire covets a lot of capital in your hands. Guess, once you ask President Hei, will he want to pick a few more prescriptions from you?"

"So master..."

The big palm patted Jian Yan on the shoulder. He said earnestly, "I don't suggest you find Sansheng group. If you really want to stink tofu, I suggest you talk to your Dean."