"Of course."

Qian Dao stroked his beard, and then said with some pride: "At the beginning, your father was able to embark on the path of molecular gastronomy because of my enlightenment."

"If you count strictly, you still have to call me Shigong."

But then his expression became a little lonely: "Who would have thought that your father's interest in molecular gastronomy is far greater than that of Yuanyue, so that he went to Northern Europe alone. In my opinion, he is the successor of Yuanyue's president." The best candidate for the status of handsome."

When Qian Dao spoke, he didn't think about Nakamura Ji who was standing next to him at all, which made Nakamura Ji curse angrily in his heart, old man.

Alice didn't expect that there was such a relationship between Qiandao and their family, so she raised her finger and shook it.

"My cuisine is not so simple. This molecular cuisine can only be felt after eating."

Of course Alice knew what Qiandao said, but Qiandao didn't know that she and Mr. Jiang Xia had researched results that could change the previous concept of molecular cuisine.

The definition of cold and hot is not so clear now.

Could it be that there is some mystery hidden in this dish?

Hearing what Alice said, Qiandao was also a little curious. Since Alice didn't look surprised when he questioned it, it means that she definitely thought of this.

So, how will she solve these shortcomings?

Thinking of this, Qian Dao directly used his hands to tear off a big chicken leg from the crystal roast chicken in front of him.

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